Page 115 of Dirty Pleasures


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“His name is Remy Broussard. He grew up in the French Quarter and dominates the black market.”

“Is this the guy that will want to have a fucking party for my mouse and me?”

“He will.” Delphine nodded. “He’ll want to show you off, making himself seem bigger than what he is.”

“And I just ask him for the bottle?”

“That is your decision, lion. I just need it to heal your mouse.”

“Or do you just need me to get rid of the Quarter Master?”

“I’m going to go to your mouse and wake her up.”

I pursed my lips.

“But you must understand the rules.”

“What fucking rules?”

“You can’t cross that circle, lion. Wait for her to cross it and come to you.”

A shiver ran up my spine. “Is she. . .going to be okay?”

“She will.” Delphine nodded. “But she won’t be able to talk until morning—”

“What the fuck do you mean?”

“Her nervous system got a big jolt tonight. Her body is re-learning itself. Her mind is still. . .coming together with this new information. But more important, her voice will need time to heal because it is a new voice. One with understanding.”

Maxwell spoke, “Do we need to give her anything special?”

“She shouldn’t eat, but liquids are fine, especially tea.”

Maxwell gazed at her. “What about weed?”

“Oh, she’ll want a lot of that. It’s fine, but no alcohol.”

I trembled. “And. . .what else do I do for her? How do I help her?”

“Love your mouse, lion. That is it. However. . .” She lifted one finger up and wagged it. “Do not drink her breast milk. No matter how much you want to.”

Maxwell slowly turned my way. “Man, I know you haven’t been drinking her milk. Right?”

I eyed Delphine. “Why can’t I drink it?”

“Because what I gave her is going to pass through it, and you don’t want to delve into that madness.” With that, Delphine turned around and prowled toward that circle of chalk and skulls.

Unable to help myself, I slowly walked forward too.

Delphine raised that bone in the air.

The masked people stopped swaying and ceased with the chanting.

The drumming ended, and I still had no idea where it came from.

Then, Delphine yelled, “Come on back, child! Come on!”

I stepped closer and got to the edge of the circle.

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