How to Lose Your Dragon by Peter Glenn

Author:Peter Glenn [Glenn, Peter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Peter Glenn
Published: 2021-02-03T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

About thirty minutes after the failinis incident, the muting charm finally wore off, and my brooding companion was once again full of words.

“Did you see those guys back there at the border?” He was talking fast, and his eyes were wild.

“Uh huh,” I said, nodding. “I was there, too, remember?”

“But... the tall, lanky guy. You... you killed him.”

“Yep.” I mean, granted Rick was always a little slow on the uptake, but the whole thing really seemed to have shaken him. “At least, I thought I did. Who can be sure these days?”

“But that’s impossible,” Rick droned on. “I saw you kill him. He was lying on the ground in a puddle of blood, not breathing. I saw it happen. The scene is burned into my skull!”

I shrugged. “Sure, I guess. But he was still there at the gatehouse, too.”

“There’s got to be a reasonable explanation for all of this,” Rick insisted. “Maybe he’s got a twin brother or something.”

“I suppose it’s possible.” I rubbed my chin gently. “Doesn’t really explain the mythical failinis with them, though.”

Rick stopped and spun around to face me. “Failinis?” There was a vague look of recognition on his face again, like his resolve was starting to crack, and he was starting to believe in all of this stuff for once. Then it was gone again.

He shook his head vigorously. “No. It was just a wolfhound. A rather large, scary wolfhound, but one just the same.”

I let out a long sigh and patted Rick on the shoulder. “Look, you don’t have to believe in magic and all that if you don’t want to, Rick, but it sure seems to believe in you.”

Rick gently brushed my hand off his shoulder with a look of disgust in his eyes. “Yes,” he said slowly. “Well, we’ll see.” His eyes darted around a bit, and his expression soured even further. “We’re going to need a new car if we’re going to reach Vancouver anytime soon. Any ideas?”

I gave that some thought. “Hmm. Car rental agency, maybe? There are usually a few of those in places like these.”

Rick shrugged. “It’s as good an idea as any. Any idea where we could find one?”

I pulled out my phone and pulled up the maps app. Fortunately, I had international data roaming on my device, so it worked just fine in Canada. It was one of those expenses I considered essential with all the traveling I did for my job.

A few moments later, I had a destination pulled up on my phone. “As a matter of fact, there’s a Bert’s Rent-A-Car about twenty minutes that way,” I said, pointing off to the left.

Rick threw up his hands. “Sounds great. Let’s get going.”

I held out my phone in front of me and started walking. “Look on the bright side, Rick,” I said as I passed by him. “At least the eclairs are still safe.” I peered into the plastic container. The two leftover eclairs looked to be okay, but the creme puffs had seen better days.

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