Chapter 5 – The Game is a Foot

Maggie finished freshening up in the bathroom carefully watching who came in, keeping just behind the wall near the entrance so she had the advantage of seeing them come in before they would spot her. Special forces training was like riding a bike, once you mastered the skills you never forgot them.

...Vicki...

"Well, what was that about Henry, what did you pick up on?" asked Vicki. "Please tell me it doesn't have anything to do with supernatural."said Vicki feeling anxious.

Vicki tried to smile but her eyes gave away the fear that was a part of her now because of all she had to endure after coming into contact with the demon Astaroth.

Being the key to Astaroth's death and taking part in the magical ceremony which destroyed him utterly had almost been the death of both Henry and Vicki and something not easily forgotten.

Henry ran his fingers through her hair by her neck. Brushing it to one side, trying to reassure her with his touch and presence that there was nothing to fear.

"No ok" he murmured into her ear. "I felt a man, just a man. I'm a hunter Vicki and this man felt like a hunter." Henry leaned into Vicki's body, pressing his desire discretely into her leg to distract her.

"He was probably a hunter of beautiful blond private investigators, don't worry I'll keep you safe" he finished raising an eyebrow and flashing her the famous Fitzroy smile.

Vicki pushed herself away from Henry's embrace catching the excited part of him between her thigh and his. Henry hissed with a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Oh my, I think you two need to get a room" said a smiling Maggie walking towards the couple.

Vicki blushed at the comment pulling further away from Henry and catching his eye with a look that said 'this is your fault Lord of Letchery' .

"Oh I'm just having fun at your expense now you two. Let's go and get better acquainted. Henry I want to hear all about your family and where you come from, no more mystery man" Maggie said wagging her finger in his face.

Henry gave what he hoped was his most winning smile to Maggie. Like mother like daughter he could feel the flames of an interrogation licking at his feet.

He could only thank Mike for making that deal with him last year for helping to solve a case. The deal where just like one of his graphic novels they came up with a digital back trail covering the last 29 years of Henry's life.

Maggie kept tracking her environment while walking to the car, letting Henry take her luggage so that her right hand was free to draw down quickly if necessary.

Hating herself for putting her daughter in danger from the assassin. It appeared that running was no longer an option. He had found her even with section 9 protection and 23 years of deep cover, he had found her and now he knew she had family.

If there was anything more dangerous than having a former KGB special forces section 9 assassin vowing vengeance on you and your team, it was having them track you back to your other life.

No more hiding. He now had to die.

Authors Note

Henry is now 29 years of age in this story. At the ceremony which destroyed Astaroth in my last story he was aged by it and now he looks 29+ years old and has a silver streak in his hair. He's actually looking sexier than ever!