Suzanne McLeod - The Shifting Price of Prey

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Genny's life has never been busier: the summer solstice is approaching, magic is going haywire, Spellcrackers.com is under inexperienced new management, and London is hosting this year's Carnival Fantastique. Then a unicorn is found horribly mutilated in Regent's Park, garden fairies start dying out of season, and an eminent wildlife activist and her young son are snatched from a Conservation Conference. Searching for answers takes Genny and her friends, Tavish the kelpie and the super-sexy vampire Malik al-Khan, deep into magical London to the decadent and dangerous Forum Mirabilis, the secret, bloody heart of the Carnival Fantastique. And it's not long before Genny and her friends are under attack from a millennium-old adversary as they fight to save both the victims and themselves ...

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‘Then why the h—eck didn’t he tell me that,’ I asked, feeling another urge to wring Granddad Max’s neck.

‘He didn’t know where you were, did he? That’s why he got me to phone you.’

‘Why didn’t he phone Genny himself?’ Hugh asked.

She gave him a scornful look. ‘Duh. He’s a dog. Dogs can’t use phones, can they?’

Duh indeed. ‘So why couldn’t you have told me that when I first asked you?’ I asked.

‘Granddad Max said I had to stay furry ’cos it’s easier to run away with four legs instead of two.’ She rolled her eyes to show what she thought of that idea. Not a lot. ‘And when I’m furry I don’t smell so much like you. He didn’t want them getting me by mistake.’

I frowned. ‘You smell like me?’

‘I drink your blood every day, don’t I?’

Duh again.

‘Granddad Max said the less we told you, the quicker you’d get here. And that he couldn’t guard you till you were here.’

‘Max wanted to guard me?’ Surprise sparked in me. Then I got it. The last text Malik had sent me. When the irritating vamp had dumped me. He’d said: Maxim is tasked to put your needs above all others, including himself .

I looked at Hugh. ‘She’s right. He was trying to protect me.’

‘I told you he was,’ Freya grumbled.

I gave her a hug. ‘I know you did, thank you.’

‘So you’re gonna look for him, aren’t you?’ she said suspiciously. ‘Now I’ve told you everything?’

I nodded. ‘Yes.’

‘Even though you said you wouldn’t?’

‘I said we wouldn’t if he was helping the baddies.’ Which it didn’t seem he was.

‘We’ll make sure he’s looked for, don’t you worry.’ Hugh smiled at Freya. ‘So lies smell like burned toast, fear smells like dead fish, is there anything else you’ve picked up that might help us?’

She gave him a look from under her lashes. ‘When people have sex it smells like coconuts.’

Hugh’s mouth opened, then closed again. His ruddy cheeks coloured with embarrassed heat.

‘Behave,’ I muttered. ‘Hugh was asking if you’d smelled anything today that might help us find Granddad Max, like if you caught any of the baddies’ scents?’

She looked out over the square, her nose twitching. ‘The bird that dropped the Snake spell smelled like Uncle Jack.’

‘Uncle Jack?’ Hugh asked, just as a woman’s voice shouted, ‘Freya!’

I jerked my head up. Ana was rushing towards us as fast as her huge baby-bump would let her. Despite her hurried waddle, she looked cool and elegant in a sleeveless dress, her pale blonde hair falling in a sleek waterfall to her hips. Relief filled me at the sight of her, despite her elegance making me feel hot, dusty and in need of a shower. But then she hadn’t spent the morning getting up close and personal with the floor at the zoo, followed by a tussle with a rose-wielding Werewolf Guy and a snake-spitting hawk.

‘Mum,’ Freya shouted loud enough for the whole square to hear, ‘Granddad Max’s been kidnapped.’

Of course, I’d rather do all that over again than have to deal with an obviously frantic, ready-to-pop-any-day-now, desperately angry Ana.

She sank into a crouch in front of Freya, pulling her daughter to her protectively. ‘Are you all right?’ she said, patting the squirming Freya.

‘She’s fine,’ I said soothingly.

Ana shot me a frightened, furious look. ‘Why was Maxim here, Genny? You know he’s not to come anywhere near Freya.’

As I opened my mouth to try and explain, Hugh said gently, ‘Ms Fossel, perhaps we could have a word?’ He rose to his feet. Thanks, Hugh , I thought, grateful. ‘I’m sure you could use a nice cup of tea,’ Hugh rumbled quietly, indicating the café. ‘Shall we?’

She looked as if she were going to object, then rose and clutched Freya’s hand. ‘If you insist, Inspector.’ She jabbed a shaking finger at me. ‘And you, keep Maxim away from my daughter.’

‘Muuum?’ Freya wailed. ‘Granddad Max is in trouble!’

‘Maxim can look after himself.’ She pulled on Freya’s hand and turned.

I watched them walk to the café, understanding why Ana was angry – the vamps had tortured and killed her mother (my half-sister) and she was terrified they’d do the same to her and Freya. Still, it hurt she blamed me instead of Mad Max, her vamp father; he was the one who’d got Freya involved.

Suddenly, Freya pulled free and ran back to me. ‘Mum smells of coconuts,’ she whispered. Then she was gone, disappearing into the café, along with a telling-off from her mum.

Bemused, I propped my elbows on my knees and my chin on my hands. Ana smelled of coconuts? Ana had been having sex? That’s why she hadn’t been here, and why she hadn’t answered her phone. But why would Freya tell me? Did it have something to do with finding her Granddad Max, or was she just trying to embarrass her mother because she was angry with her. And who was Ana having sex with anyway? Was sex even advisable in her hugely pregnant state?

Mary sat next to me. ‘So that’s Andrea, she’s your what? Second cousin or something?’

‘Niece is easier,’ I murmured. ‘And she’s decided she wants to be called Freya now. It’s her middle name.’

‘’K,’ Mary acknowledged. ‘She looks a nice kid. Nine, isn’t she?’

‘Not till September.’

‘Nearly the same age as my Emily. They’re all about pushing boundaries at that age.’ She sighed. ‘Oh, and telling you how their friends’ mothers do everything so much better than you do. It makes life difficult.’

‘Yeah, I s’pect it does.’

She patted my shoulder. ‘Ana’s just scared, Genny, so she’s opted to kill the messenger.’

‘Yeah, I know,’ I said. ‘So at what point can’t you have sex if you’re pregnant?’

Her brown eyes widened. ‘Interesting change of subject.’ She cut a look to the café, then said, ‘Sex is possible right up to birth, if you’re careful, and if you feel like it. Some even have sex as a way to start labour. Me, I ballooned to the size of an elephant as soon as I hit my third trimester, and Emily spent most of her time dancing pointe on my bladder. Sexy, it was not.’ She shrugged. ‘But everyone’s different.’

Freya was telling the truth about her mum, not that I’d doubted her, but she could’ve been mistaken. ‘Thanks,’ I said.

‘Think it’s important?’

‘To do with the werewolves and them taking Mad Max? Doubt it, but you never know.’

‘Well, I know something that is important.’ Excitement laced Mary’s voice and she showed me her phone. The screen had a shot of a gold coin.

I held my own gold coin in its plastic evidence bag to the screen. The coins could’ve been twins. ‘Snap.’

She laughed. ‘So, you want to guess, or shall I tell you?’

I sat straighter, heart pounding. Hugh’s comment about the gold coin being thrown at Mad Max as payment of some kind came back to me. ‘The Bangladeshi ambassador sent it to you,’ I said slowly. ‘It was given to him by the werewolves the other night at the mosque in some sort of exchange for his wife and kid.’

‘Yes. He’s just come through with the info. Knew you’d get it!’ Mary shot a finger at where Dessa was leaning against her cop car, mouthing, ‘You owe me.’ Dessa pulled a face. Mary turned back to me. ‘The ambassador hasn’t opened up about anything else, though, like whether he knew they were werewolves, or what the coin means. But with your gold coin, at least we have corroborating evidence that the two cases are connected, and that his wife and kid, and the zoo employee, were taken by werewolves, presumably the Emperor’s. And here’s the other interesting thing’ – her expression said she was on a roll – ‘guess what else the square here has in common with the crime scene at the zoo?’

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