Treasure of the Malkin by Virginia Ripple

Author:Virginia Ripple [Ripple, Virginia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: talking cat; cat magic; magic cats; Christian fiction; Christian fantasy; spiritual warfare; fantasy books; fantasy young adult
Published: 2017-03-13T16:08:58+00:00

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Henry gazed at the sleek metal and glass structure that housed Meg Luther’s headquarters. He wasn’t sure what he expected the Horde’s twenty-first century hideout to look like, but this wouldn’t have been the one he’d suspected. It stood no taller than any of the surrounding buildings, nor did it necessarily draw the eye in any way. Unlike several other fountains along the block that displayed a variety of mythical beasts, the lone fountain outside Luther Incorporated’s main doors sprayed a single stream into the air, falling in a weeping willow pattern.

“For an evil lair it looks pretty ho-hum,” Liz said, leaning over him.

“Looks can be deceiving,” he said, feeling the medallion’s faint tug as it floated away from his neck. Curious. I wonder what this means. He patted the necklace back in place. No time for curiosity now, cat.

“Shall we get on with it?” he asked.

Liz opened the new handbag she’d purchased for this covert operation and Henry hopped in, burrowing to the bottom under a layer of odds and ends Liz swore would be in every woman’s bag.

Henry swayed in time with Liz’s footsteps. The rhythmic swoosh made him increasingly nauseated. He hoped he wouldn’t leave an unpleasant surprise in the bottom of Liz’s new bag. He breathed a silent sigh of relief when he felt the bag settle onto something hard.

“I’m here to see Ms. Luther,” Liz said.

“May I have your name, please,” said a light male voice.

“Elizabeth Manning. She said I should drop by sometime if I were interested in hunting bigger game.”

“I see. Please have a seat, Ms. Manning. I’ll see if Ms. Luther is available to see you today.”

Henry braced himself as he felt the bag lift and sway once more. It settled again on something softer. The sound of rustling cloth drew his gaze upward to peer into Liz’s brown eyes.

“All clear,” she whispered as she continued to shift items around him. “The receptionist went toward the doors on the right. Looks like the real work happens somewhere down the hall to the left.”

Henry poked his head out, keeping his ears flat against his head. A sea of white greeted him. From the floors to the ceiling, everything, including the metal and leather seating in the lobby, shone as white as new fallen snow. And I just happen to be the color of mud. Great. Taking a deep breath, Henry leaped from the bag. He scurried behind a large potted white caladium plant on the other side of the settee, praying he didn’t leave any stray hairs behind.

“Liz,” called Meg as she strode across the room. Her deep red pantsuit made Henry think of cardinals in the winter. The woman reached an elegant hand out toward Liz and said, “So good of you to stop by. I take it you’ve considered my offer.”

“I must say it intrigued me.”

“As it should. Please, step into my office and let’s have a little convo about your bright new future, shall we?”

Henry watched Meg lead Liz away,

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