“Ever hear of a guy named Spencer Church?”
“Should I?”
“Probably not. He’s a rich junkie who’s turned up missing.”
“There’s a first.”
“What about the Sub Rosa. The families. Are they in the Codex?”
“Everything is in the Codex.”
“Except what I want.”
“Try asking the right questions.”
“It’s my fault, then. You’re not holding out on me.”
Kasabian ignores me and watches his movie.
“What does it say about the families?”
“It’s boring. It’s mostly histories. Family trees. Who begat who. There’s one fun fact to know and tell. Whenever a lot of families are in the same geographic area, each family specializes in a different kind of magic. It’s like a franchise. Supposed to keep down the hillbilly feuds.”
“The Springheels were blue bloods, so I suppose they’d have first dibs. What kind did they do?”
“Past-tense blue bloods. They didn’t have much by the end. I don’t know what magic they started out with, but even at the end they were pretty respected charm makers. Amulets. Talismans. Protective runes.”
“What about the Geistwalds?”
“Scryers. Fortune-tellers. If you ask me, the whole so-called art is a joke. I’ve met maybe two or three scryers with enough nickels in their pockets to make a quarter. The others I’d second deal at poker and take all their money. They couldn’t even see me cheating. What kind of seer is that? The whole so-called art is for rubes.”
“The Geistwalds look like they’re doing all right. Their house is about the size of the San Fernando Valley. Someone said they advise studios on what movies to make.”
“Still sounds like a gaff.”
“What does it say about the Ashes? Cabal and his sister.”
“Another old family. They pulled something shady back in the old country, took off, and ended up here. No one’s sure if Cosima, the chick, is Cabal’s sister or his wife. Hell, they probably don’t even remember anymore, which makes it even worse if you’ve ever seen them.”
“I have.”
“My condolences. The Ashes are into the Black Sun. Chaos magic. Technically, it’s about controlling elementals to bring you luck and your enemies bad luck. It’s power yoga for the ruling class. Tycoons and politicos love it. It’s sketchy, but no one’s getting attacked, so it’s all legal. Everyone knows the Ashes keep the big-money stuff off the books. Revenge. Banishments. Maybe even vaporware.”
“They’re soul merchants?”
“Soul trading is bigger than hookers and drugs combined in L.A. So many people have lost theirs or the one they have is so rotten they need a transfusion.”
“Think they’d murder someone for a particular soul?”
“There’s stories.”
“Working with elementals means they’d probably have hotshot demons on their Christmas-card list.”
“Along with their T-shirt size and favorite Beatle.”
“They ever been caught playing rough, demonwise?”
“The Inquisition has made some moves, but never found enough to do more than fine them. The Ashes are one of the oldest families in the world. They know how to cover their tracks.”