I still own nothing. sorry about the short chapters so far; I promise they'll get longer. Comments, good or bad, make me want to write more so please review this and my other story (or in future: stories). Don't flame but criticism is always welcomed. I can't learn from my mistakes if i don't know when I'm making them.
Facilier paced inside of his emporium. It had been hours since Shadow had run off and he was getting worried. It wasn't like Shadow to be away for this long and he usually stayed close to Facilier. But this time was different. Facilier could sense that Shadow was far from the emporium. Facilier didn't like it. He knew Shadow was weak for his kind and if any of the friends on the other side decided to go back on their deal… Facilier shook his head. He didn't want to think about Shadow getting hurt. He stopped pacing and walked to the emporium door.
I never should have said that to him, he thought to himself. He gave up everything for me. He opened the door and stepped out into the courtyard-like section of the alley. If Shadow wasn't going to come home Facilier would just have to go find him.
Far away a gang of three shadows were prowling one of New Orleans' cemeteries. They knew their bonded brother had had a fight with his master. and they knew they might be able to turn them against each other.
Facilier was a dick (there's that T rating) to Shadow in the last chapter, wasn't he? Seems like he realized it though, so that's good. Don't worry Shadow isn't in any danger. Yet.