“Mmkay, why does that concern you?” I was waiting for the shoe to drop. There had to be one. Or maybe not. So the Fairhaven Club would become yet another shadowy PAC manipulating things with dark money.
“Do you remember the wight?”
I could hardly forget Daniels. The supernatural sociopath had been gunning for me, but toying with me in order to build up my emotions it wanted to feed on.
“What about him?”
“He was chosen by a group of rarely interacting supernatural beings that operate in this area.”
“Yeah.”
Nikki finished working on the tie, and leaned back, looking me directly in the eyes. “I have learned that they have been operating with proxies to gain control of the Fairhaven Club.”
“Wait. Just wait. You’re telling me that they’re all working together, now?”
“I believe so.”
“And you’re not in on it?”
“I believe that my association with you has made them exclude me from their machinations.”
I wanted to swear, like really cut loose with some choice words I had learned from Cassie.