Vega by Lisa Marie Darby (best autobiographies to read .TXT) 📖

or why I keep ‘falling down the stairs’ and constantly break an arm or leg, she keeps thinking I have an abusive boss or co-worker, but I can't tell her.
“Yes well there was no way of keeping it out of public eyes when the families are hysterical” Ethan said, I picked out the pictures of the missing people, one male two females, they all looked completely different and they were definitely not around the same ages.
Under each of the pictures it was simple description jotted down in Ethan’s perfect handwriting that I got jealous of, especially when it was compared to my scribble.
- Michael Lewis 20 years old, 6ft blond hair and blue eyes. Single.
- Hannah Giles 45 years old, 5ft 3 honey coloured hair and brown eyes, mother of 2 divorced.
- Fray Thomas 13 years old, 5ft Brunette and hazel eyes.
“So what's the link between these people?” Dixon piped in from the back, I hadn’t noticed until I felt his breath against my neck that he was against the back of my seat looking over my shoulder at the photos. I peered around at him for a moment before I turned to Ethan who shook his head. He glanced at us once and then returned his gaze to the road.
“Apart from being missing nothing” he stated and I could hear the annoyance in his voice, the one thing I admired about Ethan was that he always got stuck in with every case, made it his mission to solve it, he must have been up most nights thinking about this.
“What do you mean nothing? There has to be something they all have in common” Dixon asked sounding confused and to be honest I was having the same feeling. There was something about it not right, in most cases we do human or not human there is always a link, shape shifters prefer families, so they can have a family for a few days since they can’t have one of their own, they target fathers or mothers each time. They have to give up their children as soon as they are born, swap them in the place of a human child so they like the idea of having a family even if it’s not there’s.
Vampires always choose younger people, mostly because they prefer to have sexual relations with their meals. All the different supernatural’s have a taste, some like them old to taunt and confuse them, others like vampires like them young, but maybe it’s because they like it when they put up a fight. There are many reasons and many links that come with those reasons and for these 3 people not to have links it’s just wrong.
“I checked into it, the only thing that connected them together is that they have disappeared of the face of the earth. I mean no one human or not human has seen them, heard from them, and in wolfs case they can't smell them” Ethan said. I glanced up and met his eyes, wolfs, despite Cord and Gordon being wolfs they are the only wolfs I like, others can bite my ass, many have tried.
But I knew which Wolfs he meant, Cord and Gordon would have mention if they were working a case, they tell me everything, well… Cord tells me everything Gordon tells her since I'm her babe, so technically Gordon does tell me, but not face to face. He was referring to the Collins Pack- who have a stick shoved deeply up there ass when it concerns me, something to do with the history between me and Alpha’s son, and they blame me for the Alpha’s daughter leaving the pack, when in fact Cord just wanted to get away from her father and who wouldn’t? The guy is the definition of a prick.
There are two Packs in the area the Collins pack and the Blake pack, Gordon belongs to the Blake’s pack, a small fact that gets Mr Collins annoyed that Cord is dating him. He also blames me for that to, since I introduced them, but hey, don’t blame me, blame their fatal attraction.
“Man that’s strange, do you think that someone is being especially careful about getting rid of there tracks?” Dixon asked after a moment of thinking about it, I looked away from the both of them and down at the peoples pictures. The boy was handsome, he was only a few years younger than me, I had to look away from his face, his eyes looked like they were staring right through me, I shuffled all the information and placed it all back into the folder neatly.
“They might be using something to shield people from them” Ethan said, I mulled it over for a moment, the car pulled up and I noticed that we were at the office, weird. I got out the car thankful that it had stopped tipping it down. I was wearing my slippers and accidently stepped in a puddle, I let out a frustrated sigh and shook my foot. I heard Dixon try and contain his laughter but fail miserably. I shot him my deadliest stare before clicking my fingers and all of a sudden my slipper was dry.
“Who the hell could do that?” I said as we walked down the alley, Dixon passed me my jacket and looked at Ethan like I did.
“And why are we assuming that a supernatural could do that sort of thing” Dixon asked, he always liked to believe that the supernatural’s are just as bad as humans.
“We aren’t” Ethan said as he leaned on his cane, it tapped against the concrete, he gripped onto the thing tight as we walked, well me and Dixon walked, Ethan just limped. I looked between him and Dixon my mouth slightly parted.
“What do you mean you’re not? It’s obvious that there’s something not right about this case. No one can just disappear without a trace; there is always something there for the dogs to sniff out. Humans are terrible about covering their tracks you know that” I defended, I didn’t like the dogs apart from a few but even though I have no faith in them, I have faith in their noses, they could sniff anything out, and there hearing is impeccable, I don’t think I could deal with being a wolf, I mean honestly how the hell do they sleep? Can you imagine the noises you’d hear on the street? Car horns going off all night, the thumping music pounding out from clubs till the crack of dawn, it would surely drive someone insane wouldn’t it?
“She has a point” Ethan said as he placed his hand against the wall I looked around just as he walked through followed by Dixon, I looked around once more, I held my breath and closed my eyes and stepped into the wall, there was that weird feeling as I went through the wall it sent weird shivers through my body. We have to hide our office, and so a little glamour does it for us, if anyone saw they’d think we just walked through walls, and when they would try following they’d just end up bouncing off the wall with a mad headache. I looked at the grey double doors in front of me, it was the entrance to the Shay office, then I looked at the desk next to it, and a smile danced on my lips. It was my favourite game to piss off Peaches on a Monday morning well I still consider it night, it was around 6 am, I yawned again just thinking about what I could be doing right now, like I don’t know sleeping like a baby.
Peaches was about 4 feet tall, she was a few years older than me, I think I'm only 22 but then again she is a Sculvera, you can never really tell their age. Sculvera’s are really small, they couldn’t ever pass of as people, there people are almost extinct so they are quiet rare, they don’t like going outside which is why looking after a big door inside is the perfect job for Peaches. She had a heart shaped face and a pixie haircut, her blond hair was pinned up today by two pink flowers. She had very pinkish skin, and light blue eyes were more white than blue.
Ethan smiled at Peaches and I saw the redder tinge that hit her already pinkish cheeks when he flashed her that smile, it looked like someone slapped her and god I wish I could. I could see why she blushed though Ethan was very nice to look at I have to admit, but he is like a brother, the brother that always did everything right and everything better. Dixon and I on the other hand were opposite and strived to do the bare minimum, it worked for us. Peaches smile was soon replaced with a frown when she saw me; I winked at her, her good mood gone.
“Password” she mumbled, her squeaky voice low. I raised an eyebrow at the prospect of me having to repeat a password to her, like I need a password she knows me, very well.
“Open sesame” I smiled showing a perfect set of white teeth; she raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow not amused. She raked her eyes up and down my outfit slippers, baggy smurf pyjama bottoms, a top that just covers my belly button and my jacket. I followed her gaze; I clicked my fingers, now I wore what I was planning on wearing tomorrow. Tight black skinny jeans and yummy black high heels that I saw in this magazine last week, a red blouse and black jacket, I smiled slightly then realised I was missing my gun and clicked my fingers again and looked down at my gun that now was nestled tightly it in the holder on my belt. Peaches looked at me again and I saw the jealousy in her eyes with the way Dixon looked me up and down.
“Incorrect” she said simply and looked down pretending to be busy, pushing her glasses closer to her eyes.
“Okay, Peaches, you know and I know I don’t need a password so get your little, and emphasis on little, ass over here and open up the big door” I said to her. I was rewarded with a tap on the back of my head from Ethan and a chuckle from Dixon.
“Max don’t be rude” Ethan said, I rolled my eyes he looked over at Peaches “Sorry about her, she gets snarky without her normal dosage of coffee, you can thank Dixon for that” he said glancing at Dixon. Peaches followed his eyes and blushed more when she saw Dixon, he looked away, she got up from the seat and walked to the door, she stepped up onto her stool and typed in a code that only she knew into the panel.
Ethan grabbed my arm and tugged me through the large doors, I didn’t make up much of a protest because I knew it would make Ethan off balance since he is ‘cripple’ as Dixon puts it so I just stuck my tongue out at Peaches before I was inside. There was no one at the office; normally it’s full of fairies dancing around and more Sculvera like Peaches, or trolls doing their work, they sort through the stacks of paperwork that needs to be done after every investigation or killing done by any supernatural so it’s then looked over by the Shay council, the trolls are small little green hairy things, scary to look at for too long, they come up to your knee so you have to watch that you don’t accidently step on one, they find it offensive