Luminescence 39

Eros shrugged. “You’re in the process of getting us something and we’re simply waiting here”-Ramon had no time to argue the ridiculousness of the idea before the bell above the shop front rang and in stepped three beings all hooded, their faces obscured. Their attention went to Eros and Marcus straightaway before stepping in towards the counter.
            Marcus hung back inspecting items on the shelves in a darker part of the shop. He was furthest from them obscured by the shadows to hide his elongated skull.
            His reputation as Guardian had long preceded him, as his aura often proceeded him. All these three demons would need was to smell the air too close to him, sense the otherness in him, in Eros and know all was not as it seemed.
            Then again, Ramon’s clients were of the other persuasion.
            They wouldn’t know they were Guardians. Only different. Like they were.
            I don’t like this, Candor telepathed, as he watched from Eros’s point of view of the shop.
            Stay on alert, was Eros’s response. We may need backup.
            He felt Candor’s response, not in words but that feeling that he’d known this would happen the moment he saw Marcus. Eros steeled a breath, he’d known there’d been something between the two, had suspected it for years but he’d never pushed knowing neither of them would ever reveal anything. Eros couldn’t let it affect the mission now. Candor, put the others in place in case things go to shit, Eros telepathed.
            

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