Honor Bound (Wildcat Wizard Book 5) by Al K. Line

Author:Al K. Line [Line, Al K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2017-12-21T23:00:00+00:00

Not Again

Death walked away down the beach, the pebbles making a pleasing clattering sound even though he wasn't actually touching them. He settled himself haughtily at his table then went through the routine of licking his fingers before he swept the ledger open with a wave of his hand. He hunted through the pages and found what he was looking for, so I took the opportunity to go join him.

"Find anything interesting?" I asked, peering over his shoulder.

"Hey, no peeking," he said, slamming the book closed, but not before I saw the page.

I jumped back, unable to fully comprehend what I'd seen, but wondering how long my entry was.

Almost at the bottom of the page, after thousands upon thousands of other names, was my name, I was sure it was. Arthur "The Hat" Salzman, written repeatedly, one beneath the other. How many times I wasn't sure, but it looked like quite a few, and how many times was it written on the next page? Just how many lives did I have? What was this? Eight or nine? I lost count. But it looked like more than that, I was sure of it. Maybe the entries went on for pages and I had more lives than an immortal jellyfish.

I grinned at Death and said, "Guess you're not going to tell me how many times my name is written, are you?"

"Nope," he said glumly.

"So shall we forgo the nonsense and you send me back?"

"Fine," he said, sounding trite about my refusal to play his games.

"Hey, if it makes you feel any better, you're doing a great job."

"Oh, gee, thanks, that's made my millennia."

"Really?" I asked, feeling pretty good about that.

"No. Will you please just fuck off?" Death cut my head off, and he seemed pretty grumpy about it. Maybe something had happened in the interim, as he sure had lost his chipper mood.

I came to gasping in a ditch, face down in thick mud. I spluttered and clambered out, breathing deeply, and wondered where all my clothes were. Ah, the bomb, that'd be it.

Panicked, I reached for my head. Grace was still there; not even a bomb could destroy The Hat's hat.

But my wand, it was gone, incinerated along with my clothes.

It was at this point I remembered to throw away my phone, but it was already gone, along with so much else.

Somehow, I knew the thing I cared about the most would be okay, yet my heart still sang for joy as George came running over and hugged me tight.

"You okay, honey?" I asked.

"Fine. You?"

"My wand got burned up."

"And you got a bomb dropped on you."

"What, that little thing? It was nothing. I'm The Hat, it'll take more than a bomb to get me."

"Tough guy, eh?" said George, eyes twinkling, smiling at me. She was a good girl.

"You betcha. And they broke the Code. You never, ever, go after people's kids."

George nodded. She knew the rules same as we all did.

No matter what you did, what grudge you had against someone, however bad it got, you did not, ever, involve wives, partners, or children.

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