Breath (Scales 'n' Spells #2) - A.J. Sherwood Page 0,2

me, big guy. I can show you his picture, send stuff over to your phone so you’ve got an address for him.”

He followed her out of the room with Cameron calling after him, “Keep us updated!”

“Of course!” Baldewin assured him.

Cassie, never meeting a silence she couldn’t cheerfully destroy, chattered as the ears on her bunny slippers flopped with each step. “Just an FYI, he’s a hottie. Not that I would know what to do with a guy, but still, he’s really cute. He also looks as if life fucked him over several times and forgot to use lube.”

He didn’t doubt her, but this description did worry him. “Why do you say that?”

“It was more his work history. And his smile looked a little strained in the picture, like he was trying to put a good face on things and couldn’t quite manage it. But mainly the work history.” She took a right at the next hallway, going up to the set of rooms she shared with her wife Sasha or, as Cassie liked to refer to it, her evil lair. “He’s worked a lot of odd jobs, temporary things that never seemed to last more than six months. And all in this small town that’s waaaaay north in Finland. Like, right smack on the border.”

“Just how much did you look into his history before coming to see us?”

“Probably dug around for a good hour,” she admitted frankly. “I expected more questions than I got, really. And I wanted to see where he was from, if he had a clan. I saw no sign of a clan. There’s likely a lot I’m missing, but the gist I get is that he’s thirty-five, single, has no formal education past high school, and his work history is all dead-end jobs. He moved to Helsinki, like, three days ago, hence why my seeking spell picked up on him.”

Because he was within range of it. But probably just barely, as the seeking spells didn’t have much distance to them. Having lived in northern Finland, he would have been undetectable to them for most of his life.

“God, why couldn’t I have been casting a seeking spell three days ago? We would have found him that much sooner!” she continued, her hands balled into fists at her sides.

“I’m amazed you could put a name to him.”

“Yeah, that took some ingenuity. Turns out my computer skills come in handy, even as a mage.” A cheeky grin lifted the corners of her mouth. With a spring in her step, she opened the door and led him inside.

All castle suites had a sitting room attached to a bedroom at the very least. The more established suites had four rooms, including bathroom, bedroom, sitting room and an extra room for the hoards.

Cassie had taken the sitting room and turned it partially into a computer room. She had a three-monitor array over a glass desk and a massive chair in front of it that she promptly curled up in, her legs crossed. Despite the obvious dedication to technology, there were still hints of Sasha in the room, like the giant pile of oversized cushions covered in satiny cloth, as well as a couple of books. It looked as if the dragon had created a place to relax while also keeping an eye on her precious mage as she worked.

Baldewin leaned over her shoulder as she brought up different screens, flipping through tabs. “So, here’s our guy.”

The screens displayed a basic profile of picture, name, address, and a brief work history. It was a job application site, one unfamiliar to him and he assumed popular in Finland.

Nestori Taavi did indeed look handsome. His skin was pale, barely a hint of color, and he had dark hair that was long on top with buzzed sides. Chiseled features, strong jaw, and eyes so lightly grey they looked haunting. He was sure he’d never forget those eyes; it was as if they could see right through him.

Cassie’s assessment of him was right. He did look hot. His dragon clanmates would take one look at him and gravitate like magnets to steel.

“You likey,” Cassie crooned and then laughed.

“He is handsome,” Baldewin admitted. “Can you send his picture to my phone, too?”

“So you can stare at it some more?”

Incorrigible, this woman. Baldewin shook his head and rolled his eyes. “No, so I can find him. You mentioned he wasn’t staying in a good motel?”

“I mean, Google Earth didn’t give me a good impression of it.” Cassie switched tabs