Gargoyle Hunt (Secret Supers Book 3) by Aurora Springer

Author:Aurora Springer [Springer, Aurora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-12-06T00:00:00+00:00

Half an hour later, they descended over the city of Oxenford and landed in the shadows at the border of the park. The jaguar morphed into the motorcycle and Toby drove to the house where he was staying. After parking in the garage, Toby sent a text to Estelle. “Want to meet for dinner?” She would want to know if he had picked up any clues in London. His head ached and he groaned. That Lord Winterbourne was a provocative chap, veering on a knife edge between hostile and friendly. He doubted the Elders could make a deal with him.

“What’s the joke?” Growler asked.

Toby rubbed his fingers over the handlebars. “The guy I met in London. We had sort of a verbal sparring match. Ain’t sure who won, but I scored a hit or two.”

“Think Joth could do better?”

“Not sure. He’d be diplomatic. Reckon Winterbourne needed a kick to encourage him. Even then, he only agreed to consider talking with the Elders.”

“You’re angry with the Elders. Why help them?”

“We share the fight against Zarnoths.” His phone pinged and he tapped the screen.

Estelle had replied, “Sure. When and where?”

Toby smiled. Estelle was such a great sport. “Eaten yet?” he texted.

The motorcycle rocked against him. “Rockette says Estelle will meet for a meal.”

Abandoning the phone in favor of telepathic communication, Toby passed a message to Growler. “Tell Estelle I’ll see her at six by the porter’s lodge.”

“She’ll be there.” The reply via Rockette came faster and cheaper than the phone.

With their dinner date fixed, Toby patted the seat of the motorcycle. “Take a break, cat. We’re on the pre-dawn patrol.” Shifting into the black jaguar, Growler padded into the house after Toby.

Inside the small kitchen, Toby pulled a slab of meat from the fridge and tossed it to Growler. His head throbbed and he swallowed the pain pill designed by Farleon scientists for their alien physiology. He cut a chunk of cheddar for a snack and chewed slowly. After gulping a glass of cold water, he looked around. Growler had finished eating and sprawled on the rug, already asleep.

Following the cat’s example, Toby flopped onto the bed. He could snooze for an hour, then wash and change in plenty of time to meet Estelle at six.

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