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  Darius didn’t look up.  “You’re late.” “You’re lucky I came at all.”  Kristof glanced around again.  “Of course you had to pick the dive-y-est dive bar this side of Market.  I think that door handle just gave me a venereal disease.” Darius coughed, and signaled the bartender. Kristof glanced at his empty glass.  “LittleContinueContinue reading “Season Of The Witch: TEASER #5 (Extended Version)”

  He was fairly sure he’d bruised a rib. Darius sat perched on the edge of Georgia Clare’s faded sofa. In front of him were the shattered remains of what he guessed had once been a coffee table. It was little more than kindling now; a sad, splintery mess. He stared at it, his brainContinueContinue reading “Season Of The Witch: TEASER #4”

She was late. Darius shifted as he waited for the crosswalk light to change.  Across Haight’s busy intersection, the corner where Georgia had instructed him to meet her was empty.  Darius swallowed a groan.  His head felt like it was on fire, but at least it wasn’t as bad as the other day.  At leastContinueContinue reading “Season Of The Witch: TEASER #3”

Something about the floating club reminded him of Wonderland. Not Disney’s Wonderland, either, but Wonderland according to Lewis Carroll: dark, sumptuous. Treacherous. It was the sort of place where anything could happen…and probably did. He had a feeling if a deranged, bloodthirsty monarch suddenly swept in and started demanding people’s heads, no one would batContinueContinue reading “Season Of The Witch: TEASER #2”

It was not accustomed to being summoned. The night began like any other, not that it normally had much use for mundane notions of time.  All nights bled together in the dark wasteland where it preferred to hunt.  It was hot on some hapless creature’s trail when it first felt the pull. IGNORE. A gustContinueContinue reading “Season Of The Witch: TEASER #1”

† † † Slowly, the world settled around her.  Darius’s leather jacket was cool and foreign against her cheek.  Georgia sighed.  She could feel him chuckle, then he shifted until she was standing on her own two legs again.  She braced herself for when he backed away. He didn’t.  His arms closed around her.  HisContinueContinue reading “Season Of The Witch: TEASER #0.5”

† † † “I went to see Father Gregory the other day.” Kristof stared at him for a moment. Then he lifted a finger and signaled the bartender. “Excuse me. Two more of whatever he just had.” Neither of them spoke while they waited. A few minutes later, the bartender slid matching vodka shots acrossContinueContinue reading “Season Of The Witch: TEASER #0.4”

† † † The church turned out to be a nondescript building on the corner, three stories tall, with brick trim and a flat roof. Georgia’s skin buzzed as she approached the heavy wooden doors. She swallowed hard. Not that she put much stock in church. Church was a place people went, a story peopleContinueContinue reading “Season Of The Witch: TEASER #0.3”