Fred had served his purpose. He was more use as a distraction than he would have been as protection. “Are you okay, Honey?” I asked as we wandered the yard, looking for nothing. She was quiet and seemed a little agitated. “I’m fine. The vampire didn’t even touch me. He was finished when you hit h...
Like most mob bosses in L.A., he’s a powerful sorcerer, battling for control of the city, gathering up the magic of violent and powerful emotions and storing it for his own use. Back in the day, Rashan saved me from the streets and made me his lieutenant. You could say I’m his go-to girl. &...
It had a vertical, multicolored sign advertising air-conditioned rooms and color TV, and one of those decorative concrete fences they stopped building in the early sixties. The fence and the motel itself were white with baby-blue trim, which didn’t exactly complement the red-tiled roof. The paint...