Today sucked. In fact, on Hawk's list of days that sucked, it was right up there at the top.
First it was the bunch of kids causing a racket outside his motel room and waking him up. "Only three bloody hours of sleep," he grumbled to himself as he walked down the night-darkened street.
Oh, he'd tried to drop off again, but today must have been let's make a damn noise outside Hawk's window and keep him awake day. Hawk didn't do too well on little sleep, which was one reason for his scowl.
The other was the fact he'd just gotten his ass handed to him by a bunch of demons. Even worse, a bunch of Keres demons. Girl demons with blood-encrusted fangs and claws, but girls nonetheless. Like their human counterparts, they travelled in packs, a fact that slipped Hawk's mind when he'd caught a couple harassing a lone human guy in a park.
Wincing at the memory, he turned a corner and spotted a late-night diner up ahead.
He'd taken some hits from the deadly duo before the rest turned up, and after that he'd been lucky to escape with only the deep clawing he had.
Lesson learned. Never mess with a bunch of women...of any species. Pulling his jacket tighter around himself, Hawk headed across the parking lot to the diner. If he was lucky, he could get a mug of coffee before the blood seeped through and forced him to move on.