Tales From the Hood (The Sisters Grimm, Book 6) by Michael Buckley

Tales From the Hood (The Sisters Grimm, Book 6) by Michael Buckley

Author:Michael Buckley
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: YA, Fantasy
ISBN: 9780810994782
Published: 2009-03-01T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter 6

ottingham charged at Beauty but Little John punched him in the face, knocking him backward against the bars of a jail cell. The sheriff groaned but lunged again, and soon Sabrina and Daphne were caught in the middle of a melee of flying fists and slashing daggers. Sabrina snatched her sister by the arm and fought her way out of the chaos until they joined their grandmother, Barto, Beauty, and Mr. Wuggles huddled in a corner. Soon, the lawyers had managed to subdue the evil sheriff. They had him flat on his back, while he kicked and cursed at them. Sabrina rushed over to help, grabbing Nottingham's flailing leg and holding it down.

"You're all going to join your mongrel friend at the end of a hangman's noose," Nottingham seethed, his deadly dagger still several feet from his greedy fingers.

"What are we going to do with him?" Beauty asked. "He'll tell everyone I was helping you. You don't want to be on the wrong side of the Scarlet Hand these days, even if your husband is a member."

"Princess, have you ever done your little hypnotizing trick on a person?" Robin asked Beauty.

"Never tried," she said. "I think it only works on beasts."

"Well, he's about as beastly as a man can get," Little John said.

Beauty reached down and placed her hand on Nottingham's forehead. He fought a moment longer but then relaxed. "Go to sleep," she said, and a moment later the sheriff was out cold. Sheriff, you're not going to remember the fight that just happened. You aren't going to remember that you found us in the jail. You aren't going to remember me or anyone who was here."

"I won't?" the sheriff asked, dreamily.

"No, you won't."

"OK."

Robin Hood cleared his throat. "I saw a hypnotist plant a secret message in a person once. You know, every time he heard a certain word the man would cluck like a chicken. Could we get Nottingham to do something like that, I mean, while we have him hypnotized?"

Little John grinned. "You're a genius."

Beauty laughed. "What do you think, Mr. Wuggles?"

The dog barked.

"Mr. Wuggles thinks that's an excellent idea."

* * *

It had been a long day. When Sabrina finally plopped down on the sofa and kicked off her shoes, she found blisters on the backs of her heels. Daphne was almost asleep on her feet, and Granny Relda, who usually had more energy than both the girls combined, fell into a chair and propped her legs up on an ottoman. Elvis trotted down the stairs and went from one person to the next, delivering kisses.

Uncle Jake came down to tell the girls that his search for Goldilocks was on hold. She had hopped a flight out of Venice following the incident in the canal, and he had been unable to figure out exactly where she was going. They would have to wait until she landed to proceed. Sabrina was a little disappointed. Tracking down their elusive heroine might have been a nice distraction from the image that kept appearing in her mind.



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