He guessed Michael came up a wee bit short.
Broch glanced at Rune and then turned back to Michael.
“Are ye sure? He’s heavier than he looks.”
Michael reached into the back of the Jeep, his arm shifting into a network of thin blue lightning. When he came in contact with their captive, Rune disappeared, his form disappearing into the same sapphire web.
Michael smiled. “I’ve got him.”
A moment later, Michael had disappeared completely, along with Rune.
Broch grunted.
Ah may be taller, bit ah cannae dae that.
Catriona came around the back, Rune’s metal arm in her hand. She looked into the Jeep.
“Where’d he go?”
“Michael took him.”
She looked around. “Where?”
Broch tapped his fingertips together and then exploded them outward. “He flew away, ah ken.”
Catriona held up the arm. “He forgot this.”
Anne arrived and winced at the arm.
“What the hell is that?”
“Rune’s arm. Michael took him but he forgot this.”
Anne rapped on it with her knuckle. “Some kind of bionics? I don’t think it’s important, but I’ll have one of the other Angeli take it to him.”
Catriona handed the limb to Anne. “Where did Rune go? I thought we were going to fix Rune together. You and me.”
Broch noticed Catriona looked a little disappointed. It was cute.
She might lik’ that power rush a wee tae much.
“Michael took him to a holding facility,” said Anne. “He wants to understand what happened to him so maybe they can stop it from happening to others.”
“He’s going to keep him like a laboratory rat?”
“Something like that, I guess. He won’t torture him, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“Not sure if I was worried or not.”
Anne chuckled. “Have you eaten? It’s just me and Jeffrey here. Might be nice to have some company for dinner.”
Aye. Please. Sounds wonderful.
He loved many things about Catriona, but her cooking wasn’t one of them. And the snacks Jeffrey had made them during their last visit...he was still thinking about them.
Catriona looked at Broch and he shrugged. “Ah’m always hungry.”
Catriona offered him a lopsided smile. “Sure. I guess we have plenty of time to get back to what we were doing.”
“A lifetime,” said Broch, putting an arm around her. He kissed the top of her head.
Anne started walking back to the house and Catriona and Broch followed.
“Maybe you could tell us a little more about you,” suggested Catriona. “If this keeps up, we might be spending a lot more time together.”
Anne turned and grinned. “Sure. I’ll make sure Jeffrey has some dessert.”
Broch made a little fist pump with the arm not draped around Catriona.
Anne opened the door and ushered them inside. “I warn you. It’s a long story.”
THE END
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Amy has been writing and finding other creative ways to make no money since high school.
She specializes in fun, comedic reads about accident prone, easily distracted women with questionable taste in men.
So, autobiographies, mostly.
Amy is the former East Coast Editor of SURFER Magazine but the urge to drive up and down the coast interviewing surfers has long since left her. She works at home with her goofy husband.
Other Books by Amy Vansant
Pineapple Port Mysteries
Funny, clean mysteries full of unforgettable characters. Plenty of thrills without anything TOO rough.
View the Series (Nine Books)
Kilty Romantic Comedy/Thrillers
Funny, suspenseful romances with a touch of time-travel.
See the whole series (Four Books)
Slightly Romantic Comedies
New Adult/Adult zany romantic romps
Slightly Stalky (I) Slightly Sweaty (II)
OTHER BOOKS
Moms are Nuts (editor: humor anthology)
The Surfer’s Guide to Florida (non-fiction: out of print)
