The Transylvania Twist: A dead funny romantic comedy (The Monster MASH Trilogy Book 2) by Angie Fox

Author:Angie Fox [Fox, Angie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781939661777
Publisher: Moose Island Books
Published: 2021-01-25T18:30:00+00:00

I got more looks than I’d ever gotten walking the fifty feet to the shower tent.

“How’s your boyfriend?” A clerk in a yellow robe winked at me as she ducked out of the shower tent.

I gritted my teeth. “Marius is not my boyfriend. Shirley is not my girlfriend, and I didn’t steal anything.”

Her nervous laugh made my stomach pinch.

I braced myself and ducked into shower stall number two. I had absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. Except for shooting Marc.

See? No matter how bad things were, I could always make them worse.

I stood under the lukewarm spray for a long time before soaping up my hair.

“I believe you,” said a Southern voice on the other side.

“Who’s that?” I asked as the stinging soap ran down in my eyes. I hadn’t even known someone was there.

“Fogarty. Cafeteria service.”

I blasted my face and head with water. “You’re from Georgia, right?” She liked to talk about Cajun cooking. I just wished they’d let her make some real food.

“Um-hum. The trouble started when the four-star general and his mama rolled into camp two days ago.”

“Really?” I asked, soaping up. A four-star mama’s boy.

“He’s just a demigod general, but she’s a goddess, so Kosta’s doing it all up. They’re in for a general inspection.” Fogarty’s water shut off. “He’s okay. But I’ve heard she has sticky fingers.”

I placed a hand on the damp wall between us. “Have you told anybody?”

Her towel slipped off the hook. “Now, I think you know that’s treason.”

Right. To accuse a goddess. Damn.

“You’re just going to have to suck it up. But like I said, I know you didn’t do half the stuff I hear.”

“Thanks,” I said, wondering just which half she did believe. “How did you find out about this goddess?”

“Her name is Eris.”

I tapped a finger against the wood shower wall. “I should know who that is.” I needed to borrow one of Rodger’s books again.

“Greek goddess of chaos.”

That sounded about right. “I’ll bet the next prophecy says something about her,” I muttered, grabbing the soap once again.

“No. The second prophecy already came in.”

My soap clattered to the floor.

“We were all watching this morning. I’d still be there if I didn’t have a shift at eleven.”

I braced a hand on the stall door, willing myself to breathe. I said a quick prayer that the next prophecy would give me a glimmer of good news. Some indication that we’d be able to stall the weapon or free Dr. Keller or that—please God—Marc would be okay. I needed it so bad right now. I needed to at least hope. I let out a shaky breath. “What did it say?”

“Oh, yeah. Sorry,” she said, gathering up her shower caddy. “Death comes with a gift.”

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