Borrowed Time: A Paranormal Women’s Fiction Novel (Primetime of Life Book 1) by L.A. Boruff

Author:L.A. Boruff [Boruff, L.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

I stared at Artie because what in the hell did he think I did? He’d been the guy who handed me the potion, taught me to open a portal, let his friend Lab Coat Guy—maybe not friend, but co-worker?—shove me through. He knew what I’d done because he’d sanctioned the whole thing. How could I possibly have gone wrong?

But his face was red, dangerously near explosion red, and if steam could’ve shot out his ears, it would have. All he was missing was the cartoon-wide eyes that made the old-timey horn sound when he blinked. “How in the name of all that is good and magical could you have messed up such a simple assignment?”

Messed up? He was talking out his blow hole because I’d messed up nothing. “I came, I saw, I killed.” I lowered my voice to a hushed whisper. “I didn’t mess up anything. Instructions followed. Man down in 403.”

Artie leaned in and put his nose against mine. “The wrong man.”

I patted my back for another half-second until his words registered. “The wrong what now?” Fear and horror pierced my heart.

Artie pressed his nose harder into mine. His breath smelled faintly of garlic. “The. Wrong. Man.”

I shook my head. Oh. “No, no, no. I went straight to room 403.” I left out the eenie-meanie portion of the situation. “I weaved a perfect spell, spiked the java, waited until he, uh, powered down, then left. Just like we discussed.” Before he could correct any errors I’d made, I added, “Jae Meggs. Off the list.”

“Lovely story, Rowena.” Fred flapped beside me, near my head, his sass stronger with each word he spoke. “It would’ve been nice if it had worked out that way, but you killed a guy named Chadley Amburn.”

I sighed. I really didn’t understand his sense of humor. “Not now, Fred. That’s not funny.”

Waving him away from my shoulder, I tried to focus on Artie, but Fred wasn’t to be deterred. “Chadley. You killed Chadley Amburn. I saw his name on the blotter. It said, from the desk of…” He swung around to flap directly in front of my face. “Chadley Amburn.”

“Oh h-e-double hockey sticks.” I was going to burn for all eternity. Not much point in not swearing, but I’d never been able to do it convincingly. I’d always sounded like a goody-goody swearing for the first time, so I just never did.

And this was a terrible time to think of another of my faults, especially with so many to choose from and now adding murder of the wrong man among them. “You’ve got to be wrong. Something is… I didn’t… How?”

“Come.” Artie dragged me by the lapel of my jacket across the street to a diner. “Sit.”

Apparently, I’d reduced the ever-unflappable Artie to a monosyllabic jerk. In my defense, he’d always been a jerk, I’d just taken away his ability to form complex words. He pulled a round stone inscribed with a rune.

“What is that?” If he was planning on stoning me to death with his magical rock, I had a right to know.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.