Undead Agent (Jonathan Shade Book 12) by Gary Jonas

Author:Gary Jonas [Jonas, Gary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: urban fantasy
Publisher: Denton & White
Published: 2019-04-08T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

On the positive side, I didn’t piss my pants. On the negative side, the warmth in my midsection spread throughout my body, and I burst into a nasty sweat.

When I finally woke at three o’clock the next afternoon, Kelly told me she thought I was going to die.

All I knew was that I needed to get to the restroom before my bladder exploded.

Unfortunately, when I tried to sit up, I found I didn’t have the strength.

“Little help here?” I asked.

Kelly pulled me to my feet, but my knees buckled.

Kelly held me up. Her arm, pressed against the skin of my back, felt cool and strong. Someone had removed my shoes and socks, so all I wore were my pants.

“What do you need?” Kelly asked.

“Restroom.”

She nodded. “I’ll help you.”

She walked me down the hall to the restroom, and stood behind me to hold me up.

“This is embarrassing,” I said.

“I won’t peek,” she said.

So I stood there with Kelly keeping me in position. I took care of business and flushed the toilet.

“Wash your hands,” she said, and helped me to the sink. When I saw my reflection, my eyes widened.

“Who is this corpse I see before me?” I asked, trying to sound like a stage actor, but my voice didn’t have the strength to do it justice.

“Just wash your hands.”

I obeyed, and she walked me back to the couch. She helped me sit down, and I noticed that we were all alone.

“Where is everyone?”

“Mama took Tara to perform some ritual. Esther went with them.”

“You’re calling her Mama now?”

“She asked me to.”

“Am I supposed to call her Mama?”

“Did she ask you to?”

“No.”

“Well, there you go.”

“One question is burning up my brain, and I’m not going to be able to live with myself if I don’t get an answer.”

Kelly stared at me.

I knew the look. She suspected I was setting her up for a joke, but knew there was still potential for something serious, so she wasn’t sure if she should prepare to roll her eyes, or if she’d actually have a real question to answer.

I waited.

She sighed. “What’s the question? And it had better not be a stupid question, Jonathan.”

“It’s an important question,” I said.

“It better be, because I spent all night putting cool washcloths on your forehead, and wiping sweat from your face, arms, chest, and hands. You almost died.”

“I promise,” I said. “It’s an important question.”

Now she glared at me because she clearly suspected it was going to be a stupid question.

“Ask your damn question,” she finally said.

“Did Mama get her teeth back?”

She rolled her eyes. “I knew you were going to ask a stupid question.”

“It’s a legitimate question. Did she?”

“Yes, she got her teeth back.”

“May I ask another important question?”

Kelly glared at me some more, then said, “I don’t know whether or not she washed the teeth before putting them back into her mouth.”

“You’re like, psychic,” I said.

“You’re an idiot.”

I raised a finger to make a point. “But I’m a living idiot.”

“Not if you keep asking questions like that.”

“So

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