Viking Sensitivity (Night World Series Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

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    He couldn't have been in the apartment ten minutes when the front door burst open. He didn't have to open his eyes to know it was Raider storming into the room. When he heard a second set of footsteps he assumed it was Poet strolling in behind and shutting the door. He didn't bother to open his eyes. He could hear Raider physically calming himself and forcing himself to sit on the couch across from the chair Viking sat in. However, not being one for patience, not long after he sat, Raider cleared his throat.
    Viking opened his eyes to see a smirking Poet and a wide-eyed, worried Raider.
    "Is it true? Is what's Poet says true? Have you truly begun the Maddening?"
    Viking didn't say anything. He didn't really feel he had to respond. The silence alone would be answer enough. Less than a beat later Raider started cursing, leapt off the couch and began pacing Gwen's living room.
    "What do we know about this woman? Do you have a way to reach her? Does she even know of our world?" With that last question Raider stopped mid-pace, eyes widening as he rounded to stare at Viking.
    Viking forced his racing heart to slow and took a deep breath before answering. "I do not believe she does. She is an acquaintance of Lucia's. So yes, I do have a way to contact her."
    Some very creative curse words came out of Raider's mouth as he began pacing again. Poet just leaned further back on the couch, his smirk growing to a smile.
    "Stop smiling Poet! Don't make me force it off your face." Raider growled as he continued to pace. He had not looked at Poet once since entering the room.
    There was a snort. "I would like to see you try." He then turned to look Viking in the eyes. "It took me a moment but I knew I recognized her. Would you like to know where you can find her? That way you do not have to broker with the MP?"
    Both Viking and Raider froze. Viking's mind blanked before pumping into overdrive. Poet knew her? How could this be?
    Raider recovered first. "Are you serious? So help me, if you are making a joke I will beat you."
    Poet gave the other man a droll look before returning his attention to Viking.
    There was silence for a second before Viking realized Poet really wasn't going to tell him anything until he asked.
    Sighing heavily, Viking fought the urge to get annoyed. "Okay Poet, tell me."
    The other man smiled again and lifted his arms above his head, interlocking his fingers at the base of his skull. "If either of you ever attended that annual convention on holistic healing with Gwen you would know Mia Jones owns a pan-religious bookstore in Renton. I cannot remember what it is called but I'm sure that Gwen does." Poet smile this time a little more indulgent than before. "I assume you've already contacted her and knowing our little Gwen she is already making plans to make her way to us."
    Viking didn't even know why he was the least bit surprised. Not only at the fact that poet knew the woman, Mia. But that he already knew Viking had spoken to Gwen. He felt himself calm marginally.
    At least this gave him a place to start from. He wouldn't have to track down Lucia to find the woman. Nor would he have to spend a great amount of time trying to hunt her down. Her owning her own shop would definitely make that part of the Maddening easier. He found himself wondering what type of religious bookstore she owned. He hoped it would not give her of bias that would make the Night World harder for her to process.
    It had been quite some time since he tried to court any kind woman. Viking hadn't tried since before he had been sent to take care of Gwen. He was unsure how he was supposed to woo this woman he barely knew. And convince her to sleep with him. Over the next three days. Taking a deep breath Viking looked at the two men in front of him.
    "With all due respect to both of you, your presence is going to be more of a nuisance to me then help." Viking looked at the pacing Raider. "Raider I need you to take charge. I need you to