Witch on a Roll by Evelyn Snow

Author:Evelyn Snow [Snow, Evelyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-20T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

“Wake up, Wolfie.”

Holden grunted and started to roll over. The couch he’d been sleeping on was too narrow. He tumbled over the edge and landed on his side on the floor with an oof. Instead of sitting up, he tucked his knees to his chest and nestled against the carpeting.

“Come on.” I jostled his shoulder. “I need your help.”

He grunted again. “Go ‘way.”

“I got two hours of sleep last night, and I’m not in a good mood. If you don’t get off your butt in the next two minutes, I’m taking that bad mood out on you and, trust me, you won’t like it.”

“Whatever,” he grumbled. But he sat up and leaned against the couch, staring at me from bloodshot eyes set in a face full of dark stubble. That eclipse last night must have been a rough one. At least he was semi-vertical. Progress.

“Come on. Get dressed.” I wrinkled my nose and sat on the edge of the sofa. “Scratch that—take a shower first. I can wait. You smell like a brewery.” Actually, he smelled like a wolf that had been roaming the woods for days before dragging his carcass through a brewery.

I was trying to be positive because I needed his help.

Before I left last night, Dylan Maddox reminded me again that the MBI would not have access to the site until every Greater World authority had finished. I wasn’t allowed to consider placing a perimeter spell. They didn’t want a replay of Wichita. My efforts to explain how what happened could have been prevented fell on deaf ears.

What did Maddox assume MBI cleaners would do when they arrived? Play hopscotch on the sidewalk until ODiN gave them the all clear? I consoled myself with the knowledge I’d get a message through in the morning. Then Maddox and his rules and regulations could square off against Sullivan Shield.

Only the bridge hadn’t reopened on schedule. Whether it was due to a simple delay or something bigger, there was no way to tell and no way of getting a message to the other side.

I’d thrown a few random spells at Wolfgang, mostly to see what would happen. The answer was nothing.

I don’t know what I expected. Until last night, it had been nothing more than a hunk of living room decor and a relic from my childhood. It would have been nice to know how it worked though. At breakfast, I’d asked Uncle Delano. He claimed he didn’t know. Even if he did, he said he wouldn’t tell me, and furthermore …

My ears were still ringing from his rant.

One thing was clear: I needed help. Although I’d heard Ecuador had some awesome zip line tours, an enforced vacation wasn’t on my calendar.

On my way to the bus stop, I’d detoured past the burned house. There’d been an SUV parked out front bearing the logo of the Montemar Fire Department. Two people in navy windbreakers picked through the ruins. They didn’t appear to be armed. There was no sign of Maddox or anyone else from ODiN.

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