Night Terrors
“Sanderson stopped pacing around the office, turned, and fixed us with an icy stare.
“Would you say that’s a fair assessment?” he concluded.
“You forgot the guy in the pirate outfit and his giant dog,” Jinx said.
His clothes were still shredded from where the demon dog had clawed him, but the flesh underneath had healed for the most part. Some faint scars remained, testament to how seriously the beast had wounded him. I’m sure Sanderson noticed – no detail, however small, escaped him – but he made no acknowledgment of Jinx’s injuries. I was certain he understood their serious implications. Whatever Pirate-Boy and Demon-Dog were, they were hardly ordinary street toughs.
I didn’t think it was possible, but Sanderson’s gaze grew even colder. “Thank you, Mr Jinx.”
Jinx grinned. “Happy to help.”
If we’d been alone, I’d have swatted Jinx on the arm for being a smartass. But I didn’t want to start squabbling with my partner in front of the boss – especially when he was giving us a dressing-down.
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