Chapter 405 Marney's

"That may be true, but we still need to find Hilda. Do you think that I could talk with your girls?" I asked, and Grenada looked hesitant but eventually nodded.

"I suppose it couldn't do any harm, and I would like to get this mess sorted," she said before standing up and going to grab something from her desk. She came back with a key ring jingling in her hands before handing it to me. "The girls will be one street over at Marney's, but some of them might be too much of a mess to talk to. If you see any like that, be a dear and take them home for me. I have found them in piles of horse shit before the next day, and they tend not to be as productive for the rest of the day."

"Sure, I can do that. I'm sure that I will be able to help out," I said with a nod before standing up and walking toward the door. As Grenada stepped back from it and opened it for me, she smiled warmly at me.

"Do bring the keys back after. I will be up for a while, and I will need the keys in the morning to get into my shop. Best wait till tomorrow if you fancy one of my girls; I want them all up first thing in the morning, and it is already getting late," Grenada said as I left the house, and I turned back to see her give me a small wink before closing the door.

I laughed lightly at this before turning back towards the street that Grenada had mentioned, and I started to make my way toward Marney's. As I walked, I realized that Grenada Guildmaier was much different from the other mothers in this city, but it seemed that she wasn't against having some fun if the moment presented itself. Unlike Lutha and Shallot, who had made it very clear what they were interested in.

I chuckled some more till I got closer to what I assumed was the bar as the sounds of loud talking started to get louder as I got closer.

Marney's bar from the outside looked run down, but it was obvious that the bar got a lot of business from all the people going in and out. I opened the door and stepped into a world of noise and chaos. There were girls everywhere, dancing, drinking, and laughing loudly on one side of the room while several more women were at the bar talking and flirting with other women.

I could see why Grenada had said that she wasn't sure if her girls would be up for talking to me.

I started to walk across the room towards the bar, and as I did, a few of the women noticed me and seemed to recognize me. They started to whisper amongst each other before one of them walked up to me, "You must be the woman everyone is talking about! You're here for Hilda, right? I can help you find her, but it will cost you."

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused, and she smiled slyly at me.

"The price of information is high in this place, more so when it involves something as big as what everyone is looking for. You will have to give me something in return if you want the information," she said before reaching into her pocket and pulling out a small vial filled with powder. "This here should do the trick."

"Cindy, get away from her with your scams!" Another woman growled as she came over and pushed the other smaller woman out of the way and slung an arm over my shoulder, pressing her ballooning chest into me.

"Brindle! Stop! This powder is sure to help her find Hilda! It is special, and it costs money!" Cindy yelled as Brindle pushed her away, looking at me.

"Come with me, sweetheart; I know something that can help you out," she said before grabbing my hand and pulling me over to the back of the bar, where there was a small booth.

We settled down in the booth, and Brindle started to explain. "The powder that she was trying to sell you is something special; it will knock you out cold, and then you will wake up with lighter pockets and a bad headache. Better to just drink and create your own hangover."

"Really? And no one does anything about her?" I asked curiously before two women came over to our table with three drinks and pushed Brindle farther into the booth.

"This is for you, Cat God," The first of the two sitting closest to Brindle. She was a tall and slender woman with long dark hair and a sultry voice. "I am Sadie, the head bouncer at this here bar."

The second of the women slid closer to me and flashed me a mischievous grin. She was shorter than Sadie, with fiery red hair and a petite frame. "My name is Sonya, and I'm one of the girls here at Marney's. We saw you come in, so we thought ya might need some help since one of Grenada's girls scooped you up!"

"Help with what?" I asked before taking a sip of my drink; it was strong, and I could feel the warmth of the alcohol running through my veins as I swallowed it.

"Well, Brindle here is known to be pretty rough with the girls," Sadie said, and Brindle rolled her eyes.

"The girls want a good time, so I give it to them. Hardly my fault if they can't walk after, and I heard this woman was different. Took down the entire Grashalor family in one night!" Brindle said, giving me a hungry look.

"Wait, she did what?!" Sonya asked, and Sadie nodded her head.

"Yeah, that is pretty big talk today. A couple of the Grashalor girls came in for drinks, but they looked exhausted. you must really be good at what you do to tire an entire family of women out!" Sadie giggled, and Brindle nodded.

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"This is why I scooped her up! If there is anyone that can give me a taste of my own medicine, then I think this Cat God would be the one!" Brindle laughed, and I shook my head with a grin.