Cain Roberts, P.I. A Noir Fairy Tale

By Elsha Hawk

Her eyes met Cain’s, a golden rainbow from amber rings to buttercup yellow at the pupils. Those eyes were the most intoxicating weapons ever used on a man. A Pixie's eyes.
Never trust a Pixie.

Cain Roberts didn't plan on taking any cases tonight. He'd spent his last silver on a bottle of Irish gold whiskey and slinked off to his tiny closet of an office.
A young Halfsie, (half Fairy, half Pixie), was waiting for him with a picture carefully drawn of her missing little brother. "You know the Pixie police won’t put any effort into finding a Halfsie!"

Cain finds himself drawn into a clever kidnapping ring; Fairy trafficking children to the highest bidder. Every time he gets close, the evidence is removed, his trail grows cold, or someone else takes the fall. Can he find the missing boy, expose the ring leader, and maintain his washed-up reputation?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Elsha Hawk
• Release date: Dec 23, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005672348

Elsha Hawk

Elsha Hawk is working on two full-length novels and several short stories. She writes YA fantasy, cyberpunk, noir, dystopian, and sci-fi. You can find her sci-fi works on hawkandyoung.com where she co-authors with Eddie-Joe Young.Winner of “Write to Win” contest Fall 2009Published in Eclectic Flash 2010Published in Antimatter Magazine 2017Published in Rejected Manuscripts 2018Published in #SFFiction anthology of #vss 2020She also writes with her husband. She teaches Middle Schoolers with special needs while also being a wife to a wonderful husband and mother to two smart boys.

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Cain Roberts, P.I.

By Elsha Hawk

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Having spent his last silver coin on a bottle of golden Irish whiskey, Fairy Private Investigator Cain Roberts flew up to his office hoping to drink himself to a deep slumber and not wake until a new case crossed his desk. His headquarters was nestled among the top floor of an accounting firm for the First Goblin Bank and Trust. His cousin, Gus, put him up rent-free in a disused janitor’s closet. It was embarrassing to take up space there, but more embarrassing to be caught with a bottle of Irish gold, namely The Dead Rabbit, furthering his image as a washed-up has-been detective. His route bypassed the public phylem-vator and possible scrutiny. He flew to the knothole in the floor joint of the hall outside his office, grateful Mother Tree had grown one and that the builders who tamed her branches for this office had left it rather loose. He yanked it open with a twist. Restoppering it behind him, he tried his best to heel-toe and soft shoe his way to his closet-turned-home-away-from-home. Focused on the handwritten sign on his door, he prayed no one would hear nor see him. He reached for the knob when he heard, Cain, I tried to stop her, but she was insistent.

He cringed. Damnit, Gus. You know I don’t like to be disturbed after hours.

Gus always covered for him, acting as his bouncer to keep out lowlifes looking for a hit man, but also finding him cases. His soft heart for persistent broads meant his cousin always sent him crying dames to console. That was the