The Wielder: Sworn Vengeance (The Wielder Series) by Gosnell David

Author:Gosnell, David [Gosnell, David]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2014-03-19T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 53

The easy thing to do would be nothing. Maybe call Clyde and tell him the Lady has his frost wand – I play the conversation in my mind: “Sorry friend, she took it, what’s a guy to do? “ That conversation sucks and reeks of cowardice.

But damn, that is one scary, powerful, little hell bitch.

I reach up and push the stewardess button. My stewardess arrives and asks what I wish. “Whiskey, ma’am. Scotch whiskey - can you get me three of those little bottles, please. With a ginger ale.”

She asks for my ID and credit card. She scrutinizes me and the ID then heads to the galley. She returns with my goods, looking at me like I’m a common alcoholic. If she only knew what I was preparing myself to do – ask a favor of a very powerful hell-spawn. Their kind don’t give favors, it’s always a bargain – I do this, you do that.

A little mental greasing and I might be ready to face her again. Maybe.

If Pffif were here this would be much easier. There would be his flask. There would be his advice and sense of humor. But I am not blessed with him. I think for a moment, that I could summon him in a restroom. But then he wouldn’t be working on the thing that will find us Maldgorath.

Argh! All alone. Maybe I could summon Shey back, but what if that bitch eats her again or she starts flinging arrows? I’m thinking she’s best where she is.

Nopes. A little liquid courage and I’ll go down there and see if she’ll send the pen back to Clyde.

After downing the three tiny bottles and waiting a good ten minutes for them to kick in, I pick myself up and head to the elite class seating. Damn, if they don’t have it nice. Seats that fold out to beds complete with their own personal TV’s. I follow my way to the very front and find the Lady reading a copy of Southern Living. She’s as surprised to see me as I am to be there. I step in front of her seat and kneel down on a knee.

“Hey, have a favor to ask of you.”

The reaction was one of confusion at first, followed by the cover of that unemotional mask of hers. Her eyes shift to the pod next to her, obviously indicating the person next to her. “What do you offer as bargain?”

“Nothing.”

I reach into my pocket, pull out Clyde’s card and hand it to her. She regards it and looks at me quizzically.

“The pen actually belongs to Clyde. It’s not mine. He gave it to me thinking it might give you some pause if you thought it… something else. If you would, could you mail it back to him? It really doesn’t belong in your collection and uh, Clyde kind of tried to do right by me. I have to at least ask”

“Clyde, that little shit…" she says with a roll of the eyes."I’ll consider your request.

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