invisible
again?”
“I think so,” she said. “But these
golems are keeping us pinned down till Walsh arrives. He’ll be on his way, and
when he arrives …”
“We’re screwed. And not in the good
way.”
“We need to find Tannenbaum,”
Jackie said. “Maybe working together, he and I can find a way out of this
mess.”
Matt stood and helped her to her feet.
Swiftly she began dressing. Matt, of course, was still as naked as the day he
was born. It was a good look for him.
“I think my bear can come out to
play now,” he said. “It’s had some time to rest. And you’ve given it new reason
to fight.” He slapped Jackie’s butt as she buttoned her black jeans, and she
stifled her laughter. “If I can get you to Tannenbaum, you think you can get us
free?”
“I think so. Yes.”
Clomp,
clomp. The sounds were closer.
“He said he was near water, right?”
Matt mused.
“Yeah …”
“Well, why don’t we wait till this
golem goes off, then scout around, see if we can hear water?”
It seemed as sensible as anything
else. Certainly more sensible than hanging around in the playroom waiting for
Walsh to show up. Though their time here had certainly been enjoyable.
“Okay,” Jackie said. She liked the
confidence in Matt’s eyes. His years as a Navy SEAL really showed in his
take-charge, can-do attitude. If she hadn’t already known he was the sexiest
thing alive, that would’ve done the trick right there.
Clomp,
clomp.
Jackie stiffened. The golem was
almost to the suite of playrooms. She and Matt pressed tightly together as the
creature stepped across the threshold and began touring the main room again;
Jackie could hear its steps growing louder. Quickly she said a spell and
darkened the air around them, and when the golem came abreast the doorway and
scanned this side room it didn’t pause to inspect the room further but
continued on its way. It finished the tour of the suite and left, but not
before Jackie’s heart felt like it would stop from sheer terror.
“Those things are freaky,” she said
when it was gone.
“Never come across one before?”
“Nope. Only the most powerful mages
can use them. I guess it’s kind of like a magical artificial intelligence; you
turn them on and set them to run and they can manage themselves for the most
part. And the mage can see through their eyes whenever he wants, and take
direct control of them on a moment’s notice. He would have needed help, though.
Walsh must have had a man on the ground here to mix the clay for him and lay
the initial spells that allowed Walsh to reach through the planes and activate
it.”
Matt gave her a long look. “Okay.”
She smiled. “Don’t worry, I know
what I’m talking about. But that man on the ground …” Suddenly she swore. “That
guy at the bar! Damn!”
“What is it?”
“That skinny pale guy. He said
Tannenbaum sent him, but it must have been Walsh. He was Walsh’s agent all
along. Walsh had his spies out watching for me, and he had his ear to the
ground enough to know that I might come here, but he wasn’t sure, so he sent that
jerkwad in his place—to set the stage in case I did show up. Now that I have,
Walsh will be on the way.”
“Doesn’t seem like he wants you
alive,” Matt said grimly.
Jackie patted her purse, where the
ring was. Where her fire was. It was crazy, after all these years, to finally
have her fire back. So close, and yet so far. It was a part of her, her missing
piece, and she was so close to having it restored.
“All he wants is this,” Jackie
agreed. “If he can’t get it back …”
“What?” Matt said. “What’ll happen?”
“Well, if he can’t find another
dragon to drain the fire from—and they’re pretty rare these days—then soon
he’ll begin to age. Rapidly. Then die.”
Matt grunted. “No less than he
deserves. Still, I hope I get the chance to rip him apart first. That would be
way more satisfying.” He shook his head. “Come on,
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