I watched Dagon promptly turned on his heel and walk away back out the double doors of the Crossroads without another backward look at me. I smiled and pocketed the money and my notepad.
Fire and Erica came up beside me glaring at the double doors of the Crossroads. They were both angry but surprisingly quiet. I tapped a finger to my chin before I turned back to walk the short distance to the bar.
Drake stood behind it cleaning a glass and noticed his eyes glowing with held back fire gaze. When he looked at me though he smiled.
"You've got an interesting new client." Drake said.
I nodded but stared at him. "How do you want me to handle it, Boss?" I asked him.
He paused in his cleaning. "Do you know who that clown is?" He asked.
I shook my head. "No. Do you?" I said.
