Magic and Mayhem: Witchin' Impossible 3: Familiar Protocol (Kindle Worlds Novella) (Witchin' Impossible Mysteries) by Renee George

Author:Renee George [George, Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Worlds
Published: 2017-02-21T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

I’D LEFT A NOTE for Ford and Tizzy, though I only addressed it to Ford. I couldn’t afford to have the HFC think I was in contact with my squirrely-girl. Pearl and Leonidus took me in a black sports car that, if it hadn’t been inanimate, I might have thought it was one of Pearl’s family members. Sleek, sexy, and just a hint of dangerous.

I put my head against the window when we pulled onto Elysium street and perked up when Pearl parked at Lolo’s Diner.

“Isn’t this place a little crowded for a meeting? Not that I’m complaining. I could go for some dessert and some coffee.”

“The bosses have rented the place out for the day. Apparently, your Shifter-Witch Coalition told them to get a place of their own.”

“Pearl,” Leo said disapprovingly.

“What?” She shrugged. “It’s not anything Ms. Kinsey can’t find out on her own. I mean, I’m certain someone will tell her that Kent Kinsey told Balderdash to go find his own litter box to piss in.” A hint of a smile played at the corners of her mouth.

“Loose lips,” the snowball said.

Pearl rolled her eyes. “Let’s get you inside,” she told me. “I’m sure whatever they have planned for your afternoon will be thrilling and educational.”

I walked into Lolo’s. Pearl and Leonidus stayed outside. I wished they would have escorted me inside. I was pretty sure under different circumstances, Pearl and I would have totally vibed.

“Have a seat, Ms. Kinsey,” Balderdash said. He and his cohorts were sitting on top of the diner’s counter, and their witches and warlocks stood behind them once again. “Any table is fine.”

Becksy Ansel, a teenage witch, who waitressed at Lolo’s brought me a cup of coffee, with two sugars and a small tub of French vanilla creamer. I smiled at her. She looked startled for a moment when she really looked at me. “I’m okay,” I told her. “I just forgot to moisturize this morning. Thank you for the coffee. How’s the pie today?”

“The apple is delicious,” Becksy said. “I’ll get you a slice.”

I applauded the brave girl. She wasn’t letting a group of intimidating cats intimidate her. She was currently dating Lincoln, Ford’s younger brother. And when I say younger, I mean like twenty-years-apart younger. Since Becksy was a witch, Bryant had found a way to rationalize that his younger son dating outside his clan was somehow my fault.

“How’s Lincoln?” I asked.

Becksy blushed. “Good.” She wiped her hands on her apron. “I’ll be right back with the pie.”

“Thanks.” I turned my attention to the clowder, who were all looking at me like I’d grown another head. I guess they weren’t used to have insolence served up to them in the form of me. “What can I do for you hairballs?”

A blur of pink-wrinkly skin knocked my coffee cup from the table.

“Damn it, Lonnie!” I hadn’t added the cream and sugar yet, but the coffee was hot enough, that what splashed on my shirt burned. “Get away from me, you wrinkle monster.

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