Sapphire Scales (The Scarlet Dragon Saga Book 3) by J.P. Rice

Author:J.P. Rice [Rice, J.P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jason Paul Rice
Published: 2019-02-18T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

A DEVIL’S ASSISTANT whose name I couldn’t remember popped into the kitchen. He walked right up to Cheryl and me. He pointed at us, his fat finger bouncing back and forth, and said, “You two have been requested at Bruceras’s office. Follow me.”

I gulped down the lump in my throat. This wasn’t a good sign. I turned to Cheryl, who had terror running through her eyes. Maybe she wasn’t stupid. Had they found out who I was? Impossible, unless one of the Celtic Gods had sold me out.

Then it hit me like a runaway train with no brakes. It probably wasn’t a God who’d sold me out, but a Goddess. My fookin’ mother. She’d already sold me out once. Why not again? The most likely scenario was that she’d told Merlin, and her little assistant had relayed the message to Bruceras.

From there, it would be a short step to figuring out which of the new recruits was me. I was trapped. If I ran, I wouldn’t be able to escape. There were too many demons around. Even if I busted out some serious magic, the sheer number would be too vast to overcome.

That wasn’t even taking into consideration what would happen if the Chieftains or devils got involved. I felt like I was on a death march. About to die twice in this wretched underworld. If I’d known it was my mother and Merlin behind the lava bath, I wouldn’t have embarked on this journey.

Had the Dagda set me up to get rid of me? Even if he hadn’t told Frigid, she could have heard through the grapevine. I’d tried to keep it a secret for this exact reason. Panic set in, screaming at my legs to turn around and run. It wanted me to do anything but go into that office.

But for some reason, I kept moving, putting one foot in front of the other until we reached the open door of Bruceras’s office. With my heart rattling around my chest, I noticed the devil wasn’t present. Instead, Dweezil stood next to Bruceras’s desk.

I wasn’t sure if that was a good sign or not. Could be a trap of some sort. One never knew with these crafty demons.

Cheryl and I walked into the office, which had a small desk and a wooden wheel chandelier holding rustic lanterns above my head. The stone walls were undecorated, making it one of the least impressive offices of a high-ranking official I’d ever seen.

Dweezil nodded to us, then looked over a little scrap of paper in his hand. Beads of sweat came to the surface of my flesh.

Dweezil pursed his lips and squinted. “You’ve been called in so I can inform you that the hunt has been postponed. An issue has arisen that takes precedence over the hunt.”

A giant figure emerged through the doorframe. Huffing and puffing, Bruceras stared at Dweezil, and announced, “We’ve found the culprit.” He gazed at me. “We will be putting the offender to death.”

He turned back to Dweezil.

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