“We should be safe to stay here overnight.”“Are you sure?” he asked. “This old farm house is a bit creepy looking.”“I have stayed here many times. It used to be our uncle’s,” replied Amami, completing her ritual of shutting down the mechanical horse.The old house looked very much worse for wear. ...
I try to stab him with my short sword, but I nearly fall over instead. What the yig? I feel like I have no idea what I’m doing. The big guy takes advantage of the moment, and with a solid slap from his free hand, he sends my sword flying. Suddenly my legs are pulled out from under me. The two sma...
The gravity of what he’d learned and the rashness of his actions still weighed on him, clouding everything.One simple piece of paper in the Ginger Lady’s house had made him betray so many people. He’d abandoned his father figure, Nikolas Klaus, by not rejoining Tee to help find him. He’d deceived...
He nodded to them as he opened the door and entered the room.Over many years, his desire for adventure and action had been replaced with acceptance of a much more mundane world. Time had traded his slim, muscular body for a fat belly, a big bald spot, and a bit of a hunch. Even his gray mustache ...
said Pierre, looking at the patch of soft earth where Richy thought he could make out a recent footprint. “What jumps out at you?”Richy pointed to the heel. “It looks heavy—here, and here. Maybe they were carrying something heavy, like a kid?”“Maybe,” said Pierre. “You have an amazing eye, Richy....