The Seventh Sense (Mystics Book 1) by Kim Richardson

Author:Kim Richardson [Richardson, Kim]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Riverbend Press
Published: 2014-01-11T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Gangsters and Leprechauns

Although they kicked, screamed, and punched, Zoey and her friends were no match for the leprechaun gang. They draped Zoey over the back seat of one of the motorcycles as if she were a sack of potatoes. The motorcycle swayed and bounced as they traveled, and she feared she was going to be sick. Her head hung over the edge of the seat so that her face was inches from the back wheel, and it sprayed sand and debris on her face and into her mouth. Coughing and spitting, she looked for Tristan and Simon, but she could only see big, black wheels. She prayed they were okay.

She forced her sickness down and cursed herself for being so foolish. This was her mess, and she alone should be stuck in it, not Tristan and Simon. It was humiliating enough to have been defeated by a gang of tattooed leprechauns—the thought of something bad happening to Tristan made her insides twist even more. She struggled against her bonds—she needed a plan.

Suddenly the back end of the motorcycle started to jerk up and down, and Zoey saw that they were going up a large staircase. They passed through a large open archway. The bike straightened, and they raced across gleaming marble floors.

The motorbike fishtailed to a stop, and Zoey flew off the bike. She skidded on the hard marble floors and burned the skin on the side of her face. She leaned on her elbows and looked around.

They were in some sort of massive hotel ballroom. Marble columns rose on either side, and light spilled through beautiful stained glass windows. A majestic, golden throne in the shape of a tall hat sat on a dais at the other end of the chamber. And on either side of the dais were mountains of treasure.

Piles of gold and silver coins, diamond rings, necklaces, jeweled tiaras, diamond watches, gold candlesticks, and even human-sized golden statues with rubies for eyes twinkled from every corner of the large chamber. And in the midst of the gleaming treasures were flat screen televisions, laptops, cell phones, and tons of electronic devices that Zoey had never seen before.

It was a robbers’ storage unit, cluttered with their stolen prizes. An entire wall was stacked to the ceiling with money that teetered dangerously. A leprechaun in a baseball cap sat at the base of the wall of money and stuffed dollar bills into an electric cash-counting machine, like the ones she had seen in gangster movies.

Zoey had never seen so much richness in all of her life. It was like the treasure of Smaug, the dragon from The Hobbit.

But there was something else besides treasure inside the chamber. A cast-iron cage, the size of a garage, sat in the middle of the space. What the heck was it doing there? Maroon stains speckled the floor beneath it, and some of the bars had been scratched and bent as though something or someone had tried desperately to get out. Zoey’s blood turned to ice.

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