Dark Kings (Feathers and Fate #1) - Sadie Moss Page 0,21
makes her incredibly alluring. She does things that, if another woman did them, would seem overtly sexual, but there’s not an ounce of intent behind her actions.
She has no idea what she’s doing, or what affect it has on a hot-blooded male.
“Trinity,” she murmurs. “But most people call me Trin.”
Her eyes are soft and dark as they stare at me, as if she expects me to haul her off the couch and hurl her out the window anyway.
I’m not gonna fucking do that, and I tell myself that the only reason why is because I still haven’t gotten my precious answers.
“All right, Trin.” I sit on the coffee table, spreading my legs and resting my elbows on my knees. “Why did you come to my office today? What are you doing following me around? Huh? An angel like you? What rank are you anyway?”
“It doesn’t matter.” Trinity sits up a little straighter, more strength coming into her voice. The potion’s doing its work. “You were there! You saw that portal. It’s small for now, but it’ll expand, and I can’t have closed it permanently. I’d need a stronger angel to do that, or—or some kind of supernatural magic. Why did it even appear?”
That’s a good question, actually, and one I don’t think I’m likely to get an answer to soon. I’m not as accurate as a polygraph test, but I still have a good sense for when people are lying to me, and she’s not feigning her shock and surprise at the portal’s appearance.
I spread my arms, letting a half-smile curve my lips. “I wish I could take credit, but alas.”
“I’m serious.” She leans forward earnestly. “We need to figure out why that portal opened up, why those demons invaded Earth. They didn’t come for me. And if they weren’t here for you…”
“They weren’t. Unless I pissed off Downstairs and someone forgot to tell me.” I rub my chin thoughtfully. “But you’re right. Portals to Below don’t just open up for no reason. Earth is neutral territory. So what is a group of demons doing here?”
“Ugh, that’s what I’m asking myself.” Trinity falls back against the couch, scrubbing a hand over her face. “There has to be a reason, and I need to figure it out. Do—” She breaks off, her eyes widening suddenly. “Oh no, do the humans know what happened?”
Good question. I grab the remote and switch on the large television that dominates one wall of the room.
Looks like there’s a minor news story about a mysterious sinkhole appearing in an alley and growing bigger. Just as I expected, they’re blaming it on local construction and sewer problems. From what I can tell, it looks like Trinity successfully closed the portal. Temporarily anyway. But it still exists as a sinkhole even if the bottom layer doesn’t lead to Below anymore.
“That won’t hold,” the angel whispers, fear in her voice. “If it’s still growing and getting bigger, then it’s only a matter of time until the bottom opens up again and more demons pour out.”
“Has anything like this happened before?”
“Not recently.” Trinity looks like she’s thinking. Her nose scrunches up and her brow wrinkles. “Not that I can remember.”
“Great. So we need to figure out what this means.”
Even as I speak, I’m not sure why I’m saying we. I don’t see how this is my problem. But at the same time, I don’t like the idea of Below having a strong influence here.
And I especially don’t like the idea that this could bring the war to Earth. If Heaven and Hell begin to battle for control of this plane, there goes all my fucking fun. My brothers and I exist because free will exists on Earth, and if that goes away, there’ll be no one left for our sins to influence.
I’m not fond of that idea.
So, fuck it. I guess I’m trying to figure out how to stop a portal to Hell from opening again.
“I need to go and handle this.” Trinity gets up, stumbles for a moment like she’s woozy, then starts for the door. She glances over her shoulder at me. “You can help me or not, but I need to hurry up and get going. If I don’t fix this, Upstairs is going to find some way to blame me for it just because I was there when it happened. I really do not need another stain on my record right now—”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” I step in front of her, blocking her body with my larger