Best Witches Issue 9
“Finley we’re leaving for a few days not a month. What did you pack in here?” I grunt as I lug her bag into the back of my Jeep.
“You never know what the weather will be like, or what I’ll be feeling like, and I need shoes for all of those options!” She smiles sweetly at me.
Peyton had a duffle bag, while I had a small suitcase and a doctor’s bag full of all sorts of spell ingredients. The book was packed up too. Steve had given me a lecture about all of the things I needed to keep an eye out for the day before. He had also given me a laundry list of things to pack, spells to memorize, and charms to get for the three of us.
The most important thing we packed though was the snacks! We had salty, savory, chewy, caffeinated and more. Finley had made us a playlist for the trip. Finally, we started to pile into my car. Finley was in the back with the snacks and started handing out energy drinks. Peyton was in the passenger seat for navigation and in charge of the playlist.
I cracked open my monster and Peyton blared the tunes, and within moments we were on the road singing at the top of our lungs.
The drive from Omaha to Chicago is a long flat drive. After hours of ridiculousness, songs we didn’t know we still knew the words to, and a few switches of drivers we finally pulled into the windy city. We had a hotel not far from Millennium Park and The Cloud Gate.
After throwing our bags in the hotel, we ran down towards the park and the waiting restaurants. The sun was shining down on us with flowers smiling and whispering in the spring breeze. The plaza was filled with outdoor tables and it wasn’t long for us to get a seat.
“This is amazing!” Peyton said biting into her salad.
“It’s so nice finally having the sun out! Bring on summer!” Finley nodded.
“How are things going with Zamira, Peyton?” I asked.
Peyton’s face lit up. “Really well! We’ve been on quite a few dates, she’s spent the night a few times. I’m really starting to like her. We’ll all have to get together soon so you guys can really meet her.”
“So, you heard there’s a paranormal bar hidden under the Cloud Gate, huh?” Peyton asked me.
“More like a club,” I said around a mouthful of burger.
A group of guys walked by and gave Finley a look, and she smiled seductively at them.
“No splitting up tonight!” I barked. “No going home with random people. I can’t lose you guys here before we even make it to the dagger!”
Finley pouted in my direction. Which made Peyton and I crack up at her.
“You’ll live!” Peyton cawed.
“But all the new big city boys!” Finley whined.
“I’m supposed to be meeting someone who has an idea about the book and the dagger who can give me some more information. Steve set it up,” I said, ignoring her.
“Are you taking the book with you?” Peyton asked.
“No, I’m going to leave it in the hotel. I don’t feel comfortable taking it around since it still seems a little unstable.”
The three of us raised our glasses and clinked them together. We killed some time running around the area checking out all of the sights before the sun started to go down. As the sun set and people began to head towards bars, plays, or just back to their hotels, we headed for The Cloud Gate.
With just a little bit of magic against the underside a door appeared. A spiral silver staircase headed down underneath the streets of Chicago. The music met us as we went down further and further. The walls and stairs vibrated to the beat.
Skulls lined the walls. Blue and red lights emanated from the walls. The feeling reminded me of that meeting with Tyrone just a few weeks ago, bringing me news of the book that had set us on this path. Yet the clubs in Omaha had nothing on the slick underbelly of Chicago.
Mere moments of setting foot in the club a vampire had brazenly walked up to me, bowed low and gave me a kiss upon my fingers.
“You are dazzling tonight my lady,” he said, and I couldn’t help but wonder how old he might actually be.
I smiled politely and removed my hand, stepping back so Finley was in his path. This got his attention off of me and instantly on to her. Peyton and I smiled at each other. Giving Finley a look that we would find her later and set her on her seductive way.
“Don’t leave!” I yelled back at her. She nodded but didn’t look my way. The vampire gave me an amused glance before whisking Finley onto the dance floor.
Peyton and I made our way to a table that was surprisingly empty and grabbed some seats. Once our HQ was adopted, she went to the bar while I stayed guard to make sure we didn’t lose our spot.
What felt like just moments later a man slid into the booth. His hair was a brilliant shade of purple, and his was suit covered in what looked like flamingos. It was hard to tell in the light, but they might have even been moving. His eyes were like looking into the most beautiful blue lagoon.
“Riley, I assume?” He asked, and I nodded. “Steve sent me a photo, please do not think I’m a creep of any sort.” I smiled at him.
“Bazo?” He nodded back. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. So, I hear you know some things about my family and a certain dagger.”
“That indeed I do..”
Thank you, Sean Eike, for the image this week.