Mjolnir by B.C. James

Author:B.C. James [James, B.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Third Digit Publishing
Published: 2021-06-09T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

At first glance, it appeared that it was just his jaw that was crushed by her kick. Upon further inspection, it seemed that the force of the impact had also broken his neck. He looked like a throttled turkey on the wrong end of Thanksgiving.

Freya rifled through the dead guard’s suit and found the keys to Thor’s cell. She lifted him up by the lapels and dragged him into the chamber, his noggin doing its best impression of a bobblehead the whole way. Frisking dead CIA type agents for keys and dragging them into holding cells was becoming a habit Freya was finding annoying.

Baldr entered after her and closed the door. Freya dropped the agent’s body on the ground and turned to see Thor unconscious on the floor. He was beaten up rather badly. His hair was kinky from the Taser assault and he had large wounds in his upper chest and behind his shoulder.

The only experience Freya had in the forensic examination of a body was from one of her regulars who happened to be a police medical examiner that preferred their dates be at the places where he conducted his business. He said he was married and couldn’t take chances on being spotted at a hotel but she suspected he got a charge out of pretending the bodies were watching. On the plus side, he always paid in cash and was a big tipper. The drawback was that she spent a lot of time in police morgues. While she was far from an expert, she learned enough to know that the gaping holes were an entrance and an exit wound. She didn’t want to think that Odin, his own father, would be responsible for something that horrible, but there it was. The punctures were just big enough for a spear.

If someone was going to stab Thor, they just couldn’t have a go at him with a sharpened broom handle and expect much to happen. It took something special to pierce his hide. High impact munitions or “cop killer” bullets would do it, as would weapons from Asgard’s little corner of Yggdrasil. It didn’t take Michael Baden to surmise that it was probably Odin’s spear, Gungnir that had passed through Thor’s body. If one thing could be said about the Asgardian family ties, it would be that they were tenuous, unpredictable, and occasionally messy.

She turned him over on his back and took a few slaps at Thor’s face to see if she could get a reaction out of him. The last time Freya did this to Thor, it was for the sin of pinching her bottom while she was firmly in the grips of the moody, chocolate scarfing portion of her month. Those were fun days; days that, at the moment, seemed like an eternity ago.

Thor’s eyes fluttered. He was out of it but still alive. His eyes were a crystal blue. Freya found them beautiful in much the same way that anyone with eye for jewelry would admire a rare gem.

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