Meta Marshal Service (Meta Marshal Service Book 2) by BN Miles
English | 2020 | Fantasy | ePUB | 2.4 MB
Welcome to the Meta Marshal Service.
Jared thought he craved an ordinary life. Clock in, do paperwork, clock out. He gave up magic, joined the Meta Marshal Service, and just wanted to be left alone.
Until he found his first girlfriend Cassie down on her knees in the wreckage of a prisoner transport vehicle, almost got killed by a bunch of angry Dryads, and met his second girlfriend Jessalene after she held a gun to his head.
Now he’s out to hunt down a missing Elf that holds the key to saving Jessalene’s clan.
There’s only a horde of Goblins, a few unfriendly Vampires, and an incredibly powerful Magi family standing in his way.
“Come take a look at this.”
Jared pulled a chair over next to Jessalene and sat down. He leaned in close against her and looked at the computer screen.
“A landscaping company,” Jared said.
Jessalene nodded. The website was for a company called Big Roots Landscapers. It looked like any other local business website Jared had ever seen, just passably designed with basic information, generic marketing language, and a few pictures of the crew. The color scheme was green and red, with a contact form at the bottom and some generic information about their services in the middle of the page.
The pictures jumped out at Jared. He turned the screen toward him and stared for a long moment before looking back at Jessa.
“Are those Goblins?” he asked.
“They sure are.” She grinned at him. “Goblin landscapers. Kind of funny.”
“Where did you find this?”
“Well, I’ve been going back and forth between here and home lately,” she said. “You know, talking to people from the clan. The council isn’t helpful, my mother doesn’t know anything, and everyone I talk to either pretends like they don’t know what I’m talking about, or they genuinely have no clue.”
“So they’re stonewalling you,” Jared said.
“Right, or at least it feels that way.”
“I don’t get it.” He frowned at her. “Why would your clan impede this investigation? I mean, you’re trying to help them.”
“I’ve been wondering the same thing. I have some theories.”
“What’s the big one?”
She met his gaze and shrugged. “They just really have no clue what happened to Wen Bet. They can’t help because they have no way to help.”
Jared nodded. “Okay, that’s plausible, I’ll admit.”
“The other theories are a little out there. Like the council is secretly working with the Medlar.”
“Is that possible?”
“No,” she said, shaking her head. “Absolutely not. No matter what, the council would never let our land fall into Magi hands. It’s just… it goes against everything we believe.”