The Magic of Hecate novel Chapter 9

Three days later,

It took us three days, two buses, four taxis and a horse to get to Venice meaning we had plenty of opportunities to formulate a plan.

"One more button," Max said looking at my shirt as we approached the building we had both seen in the vision.

"I have a mate you know, Max," I argued.

"Do you want to get the Amulet or what?" Max said with a sarcastic smile. "You need to look less like a nun and more like a promiscuous wanton strumpet."

I sighed and undid yet another button on my shirt.

"I'll be on the roof waiting. Shout if you need anything," he said and I nodded.

We had decided that the both of us going in there would be far too suspicious so I, the 'harmless' woman, volunteered.

"Buongiorno," I greeted after taking a deep breath and entering the building. In the lobby, there was a suited man stood guard.

"Brothel is down the road," he informed me.

Rude.

"I am looking for the Descendant of Hecate's amulet actually. Am I in the right place?" I continued in my best Italian.

"Who wants to know?"

I paused for a moment before sending them my best 'sexy' smile.

"I'm not convinced that I should be telling you this but..." I began. "I suppose just between us."

"Spit it out, woman," the guard grumbled impatiently.

"Come a little closer, I don't want to shout it," I said beckoning him with my finger.