Arcane Solutions (Discord Jones) Page 24
Boys. Rolling my eyes, I traded a smile with a woman busy changing a diaper. “Don’t forget to flush, guys.”
“I wanna do it.”
“No, I get to. I’m oldest.” Sean won, flushed the toilet, and then both were ready for help refastening their jeans.
“Good job. Let’s wash our hands.” That went well, with a minimum of mess to my relief. Mixing small boys and water usually resulted in disaster. I led them back outside.
Sean saw something. Before I knew it, he’d shaken loose and taken off like a shot, disappearing into the crowd. “Sean! Oh, crap.”
I picked up Jonah and ran after him. Panic was setting in by the time I spotted him watching people lined up and playing ski-ball. “Dude, don’t do that. You know you’re not supposed to wander off. You’ll get lost.”
“I can’t get lost. You’re here. Can I play this one?”
Confidence, thy name is little brother. Sean sort of understood my job was to find people and things, and that I had special abilities. Of course, he thought they were magic. I guess to a five-year-old, psychic talents were magic. “Maybe after we eat. Everyone’s going to be wondering where we are. Come on.”
He pouted, but gave me his hand. Looking around, I realized we were halfway down the midway and sighed. “You move fast and far when the mood strikes.”
“I’m gonna be a ninja when I grow up.”
Laughing, I started walking. “Perfect job for you.”
“Discord?”
I stopped and turned around to find Logan a few feet away. “Hey.”
There were some people with him, and he was holding a girl’s hand. She looked about seventeen or so, very pretty with pale gold hair and light green eyes. Logan smiled. “Are these your brothers?”
“Yes. Sean and Jonah, meet my friend Logan. He can turn into a tiger.” Their eyes went wide as they stared at him.
Jonah spoke first. “I can tiger too. Wanna hear?”
“Sure.” Logan glanced at me, one eyebrow rising a bit.
“Waaaaaaaaahhrrrrrrr!”
“Ow. My ear.” I couldn’t even rub it, with him on my hip and holding Sean’s hand.
Logan chuckled. “That’s a pretty good roar.”
The girl shifted her weight, leaning against his arm, and he smiled at her. “This is my cousin, Terra. Terra, Discord Jones, the private investigator I told you about.”
A smile lit up her face as her eyes zeroed in on mine. “Hello, I’m pleased to meet you.”
“Hi. Same here.”
Logan introduced the other two with them, both men. “Soames and Teague.”
I nodded and smiled, receiving the same back. I’d seen Teague before, and remembered Logan saying he wasn’t a tiger, but a lion. About to mention we were planning to eat and invite them to join us, I froze with my mouth half-open as I don’t want to die resounded in my head, followed by a rush of cold, hard fear.
“Discord? What is it? A vision?” Logan took a step forward, Terra releasing his hand.
“No, it’s….”
Why is this happening? Someone help me! Please!
I shoved Jonah into Logan’s arms. “Hold him. Someone’s in trouble. Sean, stay with Logan.”
Turning, I closed my eyes and concentrated, trying to pinpoint the direction the fear was coming from. Catching hold of emotions in a crowd of people is hard. It’s like playing a game of Hot and Cold. You move in a direction and see if it gets stronger.
Oh God, oh God. Please help me.
Eyes opening, I ran toward the Ferris wheel, vaguely aware of Logan and his group following. It was the right direction, and someone screamed just as I stopped at the edge of the loading platform. I looked up, as everyone else was, and gasped when a woman jumped from the top.
Thrusting up both arms, I called on my telekinetic ability and managed to stop her plunge to the ground. A few, slow breaths later, I was lowering her to the platform and feeling the stares of those closest to me.
She was unconscious. I rubbed my forehead and sighed as the ride operator called for help.
About the Author
A sword-toting alien with a fetish for fur and four-legged creatures, she writes fiction and spends entirely too much time distracted by shiny things online, like Twitter.
She prefers Netflix because there aren’t any commercials and she can ignore all the reality series. As a voracious reader, she enjoys both ebooks and physical books, though her ebook collection doesn’t require regular dusting.
She writes scifi as G. L. Drummond, urban fantasy and other things as Gayla Drummond.
Reviews, good or bad, are greatly appreciated.
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Thank you for choosing to read Discord and Company’s adventures.
Sincerely,
Gayla
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