21 Partes Concluida Contenido adulto***Book Two of the Orson Goldbloom tetralogy***
"The time?" I ask.
"Three thirty in the afternoon," replies Evangeline Youngspire.
The summer sun shines in the distance, flashing like a gold curtain string on a
silky blue drape, and believe me, I've seem enough of both of those in the sapphire conference room. The view outlines her ashy brown hair, and brings out her gleamy dark eyes.
Yeah, 'gleamy' is not a real word, but who cares.
"Cool," I say. "We get three more hours to spend before the feast."
Yeah, Evangeline and I started dating. Sort of. It's mainly just show for the kids.
The kids.
Maybe I care more about them than I thought.
Goodie sits down next to me. He grabs a grilled cheese and chicken sandwich from the platter, and starts inhaling it.
"Goodie? What are you doing here?" I ask, trying to sound pleasant.
That's big talk for 'What the f😠😠😠 are you doing here? You little s😤😤😤, get the f😠😠😠 out of here!'.
"I have good news. I got promoted to field agent!" Goodie says happily.
I sigh and clap for him, while he helps hinself to another sandwich.
"What weapon do you use?" Evangeline asks kindly.
"I use a spear!" announces Goodie proudly.
Evangeline and I share a panicked look.
For Jezebel Chesterfield also used a spear...
