Treasure of the Jaguar Warrior by Barbara Ivie Green

Author:Barbara Ivie Green [Green, Barbara Ivie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
Publisher: Barbara Ivie Green
Published: 2012-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

“Jacques,” Jessie whispered hoarsely as she turned on the tap, immersing the dagger once again in hopes he would return. A folded piece of paper that was still partially tucked into the lid floated to the top of the water. Afraid to touch it, she used the tweezers out of her makeup bag to fish it out.

“Now what?” she asked the air. “What am I supposed to do?” She stood for a moment, scrutinizing the evil blade, trying to commit it to memory. If Jacques did make it back, he’d want to see it without being transported away.

“Wait,” Jessie said before she ran to the bedroom and found her cellphone in her purse. She quickly came back and snapped a photo of the knife. She was relieved to see the photo on the screen but at the same time hoped the image wouldn’t melt the screen. She felt only a modicum of safety when she closed the lid and immersed it once again into the back of the toilet.

She carefully moved the wet paper onto a face towel and spread it out. The ink had blurred, but the stain on the paper was still dark enough to see the writing. . . . “Now, if only I could read it,” Jessie said as she tried to make out the scrawl.

“It’s in code,” Jacques said.

“Ahh! Jessie gasped as her hand flew to her heart. “Jacques, thank God you’re back!” she cried, trying to blink back the tears.

He ran his finger through the droplet of moisture on her cheek. “You couldn’t keep me away.”

She put her hand through his on her own cheek as she looked into his eyes. He looked down at her, his expression filled with love. “Jacques,” she whispered, knowing hers reflected the same emotion. How could this have happened? How could I be in love with a ghost—kitty?

“I see now my fear was false.” Jacques smiled. “You like kitties, oui?”

Jessie laughed. “What am I going to do with you?”

He grinned wickedly, moving his eyebrows suggestively.

She shook her head before returning to her study of the paper. “Can you read this then?”

“Oui,” he said, turning his attention to it.

Jessie waited as he silently read. She watched as his eyes carefully went through it twice.

“Well?”

“That’s just like Theodore,” Jacques threw up a hand in annoyance, “to leave a poem that is both poorly written and full of horse. . . .” He paused, taking a calming breath.

“Will you read it to me?” Jessie asked.

“Oh, it’s a lovely one,” he sighed distastefully. “Are you sure you want to hear it?”

“Yes.” She nodded.

“I think I could write you a much better one.”

“Read it.” Jessie pointed.

“Fine,” he sighed before reading aloud.

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