The Revealing by Bill Myers

Author:Bill Myers
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Supernatural Suspense, FIC042060, FIC042020, FIC031070
ISBN: 9781441231352
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2017-05-24T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

9

I don’t see nothin’,” Cowboy said. “It’s just a kitchen.”

And he was right. Fancier than mine (its cupboards actually had food), but nothing special. Sink, stove, fridge. A little eating area to the side. There was an island in the center, but nothing to write home about.

“What did you expect,” the professor said as he opened the fridge, “a sign reading, ‘Look here for the spear that pierced Christ’s side’?” He began riffling through the usual suspects and tossing them on the ground—milk, bread, eggs. “Don’t just stand there, people. Search!”

We moved to action. Andi and Cowboy took one side of the kitchen with its cupboards and drawers, me and Daniel took the other. I looked behind the plates and glasses. Taking the professor’s cue, I swept them off their shelves, letting them crash to the floor. No one bothered looking down the hallway. We knew what was coming.

“Alrightee!” Cowboy shouted. “Hold up. Hold up, I said! Ain’t no need lookin’ further. I found it.”

We turned to see him holding an old piece of metal—five, six inches long, with some wood attached. I’m guessing it was the head of the spear. Well, half of it anyway. The thing had been cut long ways, right down the middle.

I stepped closer to look.

“That’s far enough,” he said. “No need for you to come closer.”

“I’m just taking a look at—”

“Stop, I said! Stop right there!”

I slowed to a stop and frowned.

“This is mine! I found it fair and square. And no matter how you try, there’s no one gonna take it from me. You got that?”

I traded looks with the others. The good-ol’-boy accent was the same, but the charm was gone. “What’s goin’ on, Cowboy?”

“My name’s not Cowboy.” He turned to Andi and the professor. “And it ain’t Tank, either. It’s Bjorn Hutton Christensen . . . the third.”

“Yeah,” I said, “very impressive.” I started toward him again. “So why you gettin’ all hot and—”

“Aha!” Andi cried.

I turned to see her pull what looked like the other half of the spear from the back of a utensil drawer. You couldn’t miss the look of triumph on her face.

Or the anger on Cowboy’s. “That’s mine,” he shouted. “It belongs with this one here.”

Andi shook her head. “Wrong. Your piece belongs with mine.”

The professor and I glanced at each other.

Cowboy broke into his smile and took a step toward her. “No big deal. I’m sure we can work it out. For starters, why don’t you be a good little girl and just hand that over—”

“It’s mine!” She yanked her piece to her chest. “It’s in my possession and you can’t have it.”

“Yeah?” he said. “Just watch me.”

He started at her until the professor stepped between them. “This is hardly the time to quibble over—”

“It’s mine!” Andi pulled away. “I found it, and by all rights, his piece should also—”

“I found mine first! That half belongs to me!”

“And that?” The professor pointed to the melting floor just coming into the kitchen. “Who would like possession of that?”

“I can stop it,” Andi said.

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