It was perfect.
CHAPTER 47
My office door says most of it. JAMES KINCAID, PARANORMAL INVESTIGATOR. I used to be a college student, then I started learning. I used to be a cop, then I started helping people. I used to be a mage, then I figured out magic.
I grew up in Puyallup. One time I left this joint, I did some good for people, finished a case and helped ’em out. The other time, lots of people got hurt and I lost my whole career.
I belong here. I get that. It’s my home, it’s my place, it’s my natural habitat. I rub elbows with cops and with robbers, with bounty hunters and gangbangers, with monsters and with shadowrunners. I’ve got friends, here. Family here, in a way. I know people. People know me.
I’m Jimmy Kincaid, Initiate of the Sixth Grade. I’m a palooka with a gun and a wand, not a badge. I’ve got friends in low places, friends in high places, and friends scattered in between. I’ve got tricks most folks haven’t dreamed of, a Mentor that sometimes hates me, and the devil’s own luck. I’ve got an ally spirit that’ll make your head spin.
If you’re in the neighborhood and you need help, gimme a call. But if you’re bad, if you bring Puyallup trouble it doesn’t need, someone else will call me, instead.
And you don’t want that, believe me.