The Immortal Doc Holliday: Ruthless: (The Immortal Doc Holliday Series Book 3) by M.M. Crumley

Author:M.M. Crumley [Crumley, M.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: sort3
Publisher: Lone Ghost Publishing
Published: 2021-07-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

When Doc arrived home, he was not the least bit surprised to find the Baker children waiting for him. He wasn't surprised, but he was annoyed. He had been planning to sort through what his mind had discovered.

"Why're you here?" he asked. "I took care of all your favors."

"I just wanted to see you," Addison said, smiling widely and reaching for his hand.

Goddamn it. When would he ever learn?

"Don't lie," he laughed. "You've come for more unicorn breath!"

"I haven't," she insisted. "Frankie puts it in all my food now. She even showed me the container it comes in."

Frankie smiled sheepishly, and Doc winked at her. She was learning.

"You may as well come in," Doc said. If he ever wanted peace and quiet again, he might have to move into one of his safe houses. Somewhere the Baker children and Mrs. Jury and Sami could never find him. The one in Alaska.

Doc opened his door and led them into the sitting room. Thaddeus was sitting by the couch. "The Baker children have come to visit," Doc said.

"Entranced by your laissez-faire attitude, are they?"

"If only," Doc sighed.

"What's laissez-faire?" Addison asked, fairly butchering the pronunciation.

"It means he doesn't care about us," Jules said stiffly.

"That's not true," Johnny snapped.

"He does keep trying to get rid of us," Jules said.

"No, he doesn't!" Johnny exclaimed angrily.

"Hush, children," Doc said. "Jules is right. I do keep trying to get rid of you."

Jules stuck out her tongue at Johnny, and Johnny glared at her, a purple haze gathering around his fingertips.

"Lay down your weapons, Johnny," Doc commanded. "I do, but it's not for the reason you think. I don't particularly like getting caught up in other people's lives."

"Why not?" Johnny asked, eyes wide with hurt.

"Isn't it obvious?" Doc asked softly.

"No."

"Not as clever as you gave them credit for," Thaddeus mused. "Doc Holliday is immortal, you tiny heathens."

"So?" Johnny said.

"You're not," Thaddeus stated flatly.

Doc grinned slightly. Sometimes, in his less eloquent moments, Thaddeus had an absolutely brilliant way of cutting through the fat right to the meat of the issue.

All three of the Baker children turned pale as Thaddeus's words sank in.

Eventually Jules said softly, "But we'll live a really long time."

"All of you?" Thaddeus countered.

They turned to look at Frankie as if they'd never seen her before.

"What?" Frankie asked. "What's wrong?"

"You're going to die," Jules whispered.

"What?! Why?!"

"She means eventually," Doc clarified with a chuckle. "Not right this minute."

"Oh. Well, duh. Everyone dies," Frankie said.

A purple bubble surrounded the Baker children, and they began to argue furiously within it.

"What're they doing?" Frankie asked.

"Worrying," Doc said.

"About what? I think I missed something."

"Do you know how old Abigail Jury is?" he asked.

"I dunno. She looked about forty, but since her son must be thirty or so, I guess she must be a little older."

"A bit. She's four hundred years old, give or take a decade or two."

"What?" she laughed. "You're kidding me! How old's she really?"

"Really," Doc said seriously. "Jury is one hundred and twenty... twenty-three?"

"No!" she gasped.

"Yes."

"How?"

"I don't know. Witches have extraordinarily long lives, but they do eventually die.

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