No Thank You

You want your wits about you for tonight,

“Thanks for the offer. but I’m good.”

She smiles. “You’re VIP’s anything you want...” She poses clearly letting you know she is on the menu. “is yours.”

“I’m fine right now. Thank you.”

She walks away, her majestic ass swaying.

Gwen glares at Tina. You watch as her black fingernails grow longer and sharper. “Bloodsucking bitch, you broke our truce.”

“I did no such thing. Our truce says I can’t bite him or roll him. ‘I’ didn’t do anything.”

Gwen laughs, her nails recede. “I suppose so. I also think you failed.” She looks at you. “How do you feel about Tina?”

“I’d like to be rid of the both of you.”

“I never thought I’d say this, Jack, but I’m glad you are wearing that foul trinket.”

Your attention turns to the bar entrance. A man in priest’s garb walks in. He makes a beeline for Gwen. He kneels before her.

“Mistress.”

“Yes, Benjamin. Tell me everything you have discovered about the dagger.”

“Mistress, the texts say the Aztecs had it last. It lies in ruins near north of the Yucatán. The place was destroyed and buried and lies undiscovered. This map should get you there.”

Gwen dismisses him with a wave of her hand.

“Time to go.”

As you walk out to the car Tina and Gwen whisper conspiratorially. That worries you as much as the hostile glares.

You hop in the SUV and Justin begins to drive.

Gwen grins at you. “You must be getting tired, Jack. I do keep forgetting you humans need to sleep. There is a hotel up ahead. We are going to stop.”