The Edge of Evil: A Paranormal Women's Fiction Novel: Good To The Last Demon Book Two by Robyn Peterman

Author:Robyn Peterman [Peterman , Robyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Robyn Peterman
Published: 2022-12-11T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

“You look like a hooker,” Ophelia said with approval.

I grimaced. “Thank you.”

Cher worked fast as I caught her and Fifi up on the conversation I’d had with Lilith. I was overly made up and wearing a mini skirt and halter top that showed not only side boob but bottom butt as well. I’d opted to keep my black combat boots on. They were totally trendy and I could run better in them than heels.

“Plan?” Shiva whispered.

I pulled them in close. “I’m going to beeline for Slash pretending to be wasted. I’m terrific at pratfalls.”

“Damn straight,” Cher said. “Better than a stunt woman. Cecily always does her own stunts unless insurance prohibits it. My gal jumped off two five-story buildings in a Lifetime movie. She was being chased by Quakers. Great stuff. Brought a tear to my eye.”

“Impressive, my liege Cecily,” Fifi said.

I blushed. Cher was like a proud mom on crack. I adored her and her belief in me. The movie had been awful, but my stunts and the paycheck had been killer. “Thanks. As I pass Abaddon, I’ll wipe out. Bingo, bango, bongo. I’ve played wasted plenty of times. I’ve got that crap down.”

“That’s it?” Dagon asked, alarmed.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

Dagon winced. “I hope you left a lot of that plan out.”

“Whoops. That I did,” I said, cupping the dagger in my hand and holding it to my side so it was hidden. “I’m going to pierce my hand and make it bleed before we go out there. When I fall, I’ll stab Abaddon in the leg or foot then slap my hand over the wound. Lilith said it only takes a drop. The plan is to be such a wasted bimbo that no one will notice what I’ve done.”

“How are my boobs playing into this?” Ophelia asked.

“And mine?” Fifi added, pointing at her perky pair.

“You’re my drunk buddies,” I explained. Cher quickly waved her hand and dressed the gals similarly to me. We looked like working girls. “Stick close. When we get near them, start fighting. Get Rhoda out of the way.”

“Still not getting how my tits figure in,” Ophelia said, sounding disappointed.

I paused and mulled it over. “I guess they don’t.”

“Actually,” Fifi interjected, “stupendous knockers like Ophelia’s and mine would enhance the chaos. My melons have caused traffic accidents and started wars. Try this plan on for size… We stagger out in front of you, screaming for the loser rock star. When we get near Abaddon, Ophelia punches me in the face so she can reach the spandex-wearing shitass first. It will be fine if you break my nose. I’m getting it done in two weeks.”

Ophelia nodded. “That works for me. Stay away from my teeth. I just got veneers. What about our knockers?”

“Getting to that,” Fifi assured her. “I get so furious that you broke my nose, I tear your shirt off in a rage. You scream and get pissed while tearing my shirt off in retribution. Then, I’ll lose my mind and head butt your prodigious and exposed bosom.

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