The Creative Strategist by Sarah Noffke & Michael Anderle

Author:Sarah Noffke & Michael Anderle [Noffke, Sarah & Anderle, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781642024418
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2019-09-05T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

The sound of her boots on the wet floor echoed loudly. She was able to make out a large black form pacing in front of the gate as she got closer. The movements were rough and full of hostility, but the mutt had stopped ramming the gate. Liv figured she’d simply stab him in the heart through the bars and be done with it.

She looked over her shoulder. Plato was gone. He had listened to her.

It was hard for her to believe he’d lost so many lives for her, but everything made sense now. His mystery, him hiding his magic and his secrets.

Papa Creola had assigned her this case, which meant that he didn’t want anything to happen to Plato either.

Liv knew that killing the beast wasn’t the most desirable option. He did have a role in the world, keeping the dead in the underworld. It was honorable that Plato had simply caged him and put him to sleep, but it obviously wasn’t a long-term option. She’d made up her mind. No matter the consequences, she was going to kill the guardian of the underworld.

A chorus of low growls greeted her when she neared the barred gate.

“Hey, boys,” she called when she could make out the shapes of the black dog’s faces. The heads were wolf-like, with their pointy ears and long snouts. The beast was massive, the width of the big gate, and he towered over her.

Even though it was dark, Liv could plainly see the creature’s chest. “I realize that you three have a job to do, and you’re just doing it. The thing is, I have a job to do also, and it involves protecting my friends, no matter what the cost.”

The three heads growled louder, their eyes glowing red. Liv pulled back Bellator, ready to strike the dog through the bars. The beasts opened their mouths, and rather than growling again, fire shot out, sending her stumbling back to avoid getting caught in the flame. She fell on her backside and shuffled back on her hands and feet, pulling Bellator with her.

The fire dissipated from their mouths but re-surfaced in their eyes. Behind their heads, fire licked at the air, emitting black smoke all around them.

Striking Russ in the chest was going to be harder than Liv thought if the monster could spit fire at her—an important tidbit she thought Plato could have mentioned, if only in passing.

Liv pushed up, dusting herself off as the heads jerked from side to side, almost as if fighting each other.

“Good. A little internal rivalry might be the distraction I need,” Liv said, twirling Bellator around and locking it in place with both hands as she sidestepped forward again.

A snarl ripped from the head on the far left, and it lunged at the one in the middle. The head on the right opened his mouth. Liv prepared to be blasted by fire again, but this time the flames flowed out of its mouth and behind it. Russ was on fire from the inside out.

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