Some days it just doesn’t pay to get out of bed, no matter what monster you slept with the night before.
Eric loosened his tie and wiped the sweat from his head. He had been foolish to walk down this alley; known Judhik Clan turf. He was following up on the tip he had received from the faery he had slept with the night before (a literal faery, with wings), and the trail had led him directly where he knew he shouldn’t have gone. He just wanted to turn around now…but the three Judhik Clan members didn’t see that happening. They encircled him, chanting in their clan’s language (of which he knew only little), and they had their claws ready, and their teeth gleaming.