As
soon as she appeared in the entry way, her five cats descended on
her, yowling. Aya laughed and filled their food dishes. They ate a
little but soon Rocky, the only male of the bunch began trying to
bury the bowl he preferred. She'd picked Rocky up from the shelter
four years earlier, when he was only seven months old. He'd been
neutered, but they told her they'd found him as a stray beside the
road. When she asked a vet about his tendency to bury his food, she'd
been told that for a cat rescued like Rocky had been that was
perfectly normal. Strays had to bury their food in order to protect
it from other animals.
She
started towards her computer when her phone went off. She grabbed it
and saw it was from Jesimae. She answered. Before she could even say
anything, Jesimae cut in. “Aya, Will's in hysterics. I'm pretty
sure Damon got to her apartment. It's trashed, anything of real value
is either gone or smashed into pieces, and there are marks in blood
all over it.”
Aya
heard the other woman's sobs. “Get her as far away from there as
possible,” Aya said. “Has she gone inside?”
“No,”
Jesimae said. “We noticed this from the door. I wouldn't let Will
in when I saw the bloody marks. They looked too much like runes.”
“Good,”
Aya said. “Get her over here as soon as you can. If it was Damon
who orchestrated this he's going to have some of his goons looking
for her. Not to mention if those marks are what I think they are,
it's too dangerous for her to go in.”
“All
right. We'll be there quick as we can,” Jesimae said. She ended the
call.
Aya
sat down at her computer and turned it on. She smiled as it booted up
instantly. Let others sing the praises of other operating systems.
She loved her linux machine. It was up and ready long before any of
the other operating systems she'd seen.
As
soon as it was completely up she opened a browser window. She went to
her bookmarks and selected one particular site. It asked for a
password. Aya typed hers in. There was a momentary pause as it
verified that she was who she said she was, and then the page began
to load.
This
was a page that only Otherworlders could access. The site would never
stay in a browser history, the password would never save, and those
that ran it had procured their own server and kept it under password
lock as well. Those who needed it could access it. All others would
never know of its existence.
When
it was finished loading, she clicked on the link that would take her
to the area where Otherworlders could check to see if someone they
knew was incarcerated in a human prison. She glanced at the corner.
It had been updated five minutes before she got it. She put in
Damon's name and clicked the search button.
To
her relief, Damon was still in the human prison. Not only was what
he'd been arrested for according to the human authorities listed, but
all of the crimes he'd committed against Otherworlders were there as
well. Damon's list against the Otherworlders was long, with several
serious offenses. He was usually too quick to get caught, and the
enforcers in the Otherworld society had been looking for him for
quite a number of years.
She
read the note on the entry. Incarcerated
in human jail. Enforcer sent.
So they weren't taking any chances. They were going to take care of
Damon for good. Aya sat back and regarded the page. She'd keep
refreshing until she knew for sure what Damon's fate was. He had some
powerful allies, and she didn't want to see him slip through the
noose again.
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