Ruth hurried down the sidewalk, carrying a suitcase that she had already packed.
I decided it was best not to give her any more than a quick goodbye. At the moment, I was more concerned about Sheyenne, even though I knew she wouldn’t be vulnerable to a bomb blast. Still, the thought was unnerving.
At the stroke of midnight, a flash of light appeared far away, and a second later we heard the thump of an explosion. I wondered how far Sheyenne had made it, or where she was trying to go. Resounding cheers came from the few lingering Full Moon clients and the golem guards.
When Sheyenne returned, I was so elated to see her that I threw my arms around her in a large air–bear hug, despite the fact that neither of us would feel it. She was excited, her eyes filled with ectoplasmic adrenaline. “You should have seen it, Beaux! Missy Goodfellow’s going to have a big mess to clean up.”
“Missy? What did you do?”
“Remember that warehouse where they store all the souvenirs for her gift shops? It was closed down for the night, but coincidentally, that’s where the bomb landed right before it went off. Silly little Kreepsakes scattered everywhere.”
I laughed, imagining the scene. I took even more delight in imagining the expression on Missy’s face when she learned of it. I sure hoped that she hadn’t stored her collection of pawned hearts and souls there.
Sheyenne muttered under her breath, “That’ll teach her to send goons to beat up my boyfriend.”
I took her arm in mine (or at least I tried to), and we left the Full Moon together.
CHAPTER 44
McGoo showed up at the offices the next day, as I figured he would. Exploding bombs had a way of attracting attention.
“You here to get a statement about the bomb at the Full Moon?” I asked.
“Technically, yes.” His expression grew serious. “Mainly, I wanted to make sure you were all right.”
“Thanks,” I said. I still felt disheveled and tired. Even for a dead guy, I’d had a rough day and night.
McGoo stood inside the reception area by Sheyenne’s desk and regarded me with a stern look, but couldn’t hide the relieved smile behind his stony expression. “You always get yourself in trouble, Shamble. When are you going to stop making extra work for me?” He shook his head at my more-battered-than-usual appearance. “Even on a good day, you look like hell—but now you look like you’re from the Ninth Circle of Hell.”
“You don’t know the half of it.” I wasn’t going to tell him about being roughed up by Missy Goodfellow’s demon goons earlier that evening, and I had grudgingly decided not to turn in Shakespeare’s ghost for burning down his own stage.
He brightened. “Oh, and also—why’d the vampire get fired from the blood bank?” I groaned even before he answered. “For drinking on the job!” Then I couldn’t help laughing.
“And what does a vegetarian zombie say? Graaaaaaaiiiins!”
“You’ve overstayed your welcome, McGoo. Sheyenne and I will give you any details we can, but Madam Neffi and her girls will be more helpful. Cinnamon was the one who received the bomb threat—the caller said it was a warning from Senator Balfour.”
“Nothing would make me happier than to nail the senator with this,” McGoo said.
“The new adult novelty store was shut down,” I said. “Locked and sealed up with an injunction tacked on the door.”
McGoo gave a somber nod. “I predict that’s only the first in a long line of dominoes to fall. It’s only a matter of time before they shut down the Full Moon, too. His minions think they have a free pass now that the Unnatural Acts Act is law.”
Robin came out of her office. “Not if I can help it. I’ve been writing legal challenges to stop the Act in its tracks.” She looked drawn and haggard enough to be impersonating one of the undead. Robin had consumed a full pot of coffee, freshly brewed in our new pot, even though she didn’t usually drink coffee. In circumstances like these, however, chamomile tea wasn’t going to be sufficient.
“All this makes me very nervous, Shamble,” McGoo said. “The Quarter just isn’t as friendly a place as it used to be.” And that was saying something, coming from him.
After McGoo left, I gave a wan apologetic smile to Sheyenne. “With all the excitement yesterday, I forgot to mention that we have free passes to Shakespeare in the Dark tonight. Want to see The Tempest with me?” I held out the