Wicked by Any Other Name

Author:Linda Wisdom [Wisdom, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
ISBN: 9781402217739
Google: t3LaNotymNcC
Amazon: 1402217730
Goodreads: 5999949
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc.
Published: 2009-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Stasi was positive the ear-splitting screech that filled the air shredded every nerve ending and shattered glass from here to Alaska. She jumped out of bed and threw on the jeans and sweater she’d discarded only a few hours earlier.

“That’s Horace!” Blair ran out of her room while Jazz emerged from one of the guest rooms.

“He’d only do that if someone broke into the shop,” Stasi said.

“We need to protect the others.” Jazz’s coppery red hair flew around her head in snarls as she muttered a few words, sealing the room Krebs and Leticia slept in along with her own room where Nick rested. The fact that her heavy forest-green wool sweater was inside out showed that she was still half asleep. She waved a hand to close her jeans while Fluff and Puff protested being awakened so early by her jamming her feet into them the minute she jumped out of bed.

“Nick will have your head for keeping him out of this,” Blair told her as she watched the spell cover the door.

“I’d rather he not be out there until we know what’s up,” she said grimly. “He was in morning rest, but if Horace keeps it up he’ll be awakened and fear the worst.”

“What is that unearthly sound?” Irma demanded, popping up with the dog standing by her side.

“Go back to bed, Irma,” Jazz ordered.

Stasi tasted the metallic flavor of fear in her mouth and heard a roaring in her head that had nothing to do with the intensity of Horace’s screeches. “Someone’s broken into the store.” She ran for the back door and threw it open, practically flying down the stairs and running around to the front of the building. She would normally have gone through the rear door of the shop, but she knew she needed to see the front. She slid on the icy surface of the sidewalk, almost falling as she skidded to a stop and saw revealed in the early morning light what her intuition already knew.

She blinked back tears that froze to her eyelashes as she stared at the catastrophe that had once been her and Blair’s shops. Frosty air blew through the broken windows covering the front of the building. Black paint had been splattered everywhere, showing flecks of ice as it froze to the wood. She could see obscene words spray painted on the walls inside and nothing of value had been left untouched. Even the weathered pine building showed deep gouges and slashes as if someone had gone after it with an axe.

“Oh no.” For once Jazz was shocked enough only to whisper the two words, but without missing a beat she started to chant under her breath.

“No.” Stasi’s voice was a bare breath of air as she placed her hand on Jazz’s arm, effectively stopping her before Jazz finished the spell that would pull the wrongdoers back to the scene of the crime. She knew Jazz and Blair would make mincemeat out of whoever had vandalized the two businesses, and right now she didn’t want to see them.

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