Kel saw Maggie to the bus stop and after she climbed onto the next bus, he pulled out his phone. This wasn't a job he wanted, but he wasn't going to do it alone.
He punched in the numbers for Foley Security. They were three brothers and a sister who did security for high profile clients who wanted low-profile security. He and his fellow Grotesque owners had helped them out when more bodies were needed. They'd tangled with a few goblins lately and would know if this was part of a bigger event.
“Foley Security," a female voice said. “Heather speaking."
It wasn't Aileen, who had once been a bouncer for Grotesque. Business must be good enough that they'd hired a receptionist. “I'm looking for Donal. Or Tex."
“Which one sir?"
“Donal."
“He's not in the office today. I can put you through
