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After the day I’d had, I decided to roll with it. Add one more gorgeous French chick to the list of Thierry’s ancient conquests.
“I am lucky,” I agreed evenly. “And just a reminder, that incredible man is the focus of a deadly body swap from an evil warlock. So…maybe you could rethink your position on lending a hand. Pretty please?”
Monique sighed dreamily and cast a look toward the Eiffel Tower. “Yes, I suppose I can lend some assistance. It appears that Damon is quite over his head this time.”
“Excellent,” Grimm said, clapping his hands. “Then let’s get on with it, shall we?”
“Where do you need to go, again, mapetite chauve-souris?” Monique asked.
I didn’t speak more than a handful of words in French, but I had a feeling she had nicknamed me “her little bat.”
“Assjacket, West Virginia,” I told her.
Monique’s eyes widened. “That is where a formidable witch named Zelda makes her home.”
I remembered that Alicia had mentioned that name earlier. The Shifter Whisperer. “That’s right,” I said. “Is that a problem?”
“Oui, a great problem indeed.” Monique's jaw tensed. “I had a rather steamy affair with her father some time ago and should do my best to avoid that family altogether if I can.”
I waited.
Monique waved her hand. “I will not stay but a moment. No harm done.”
I released the breath I’d been holding in my bat-lungs. “Great. Can we go now?”
“Yes, of course. Adieu, mon petit fantôme. Perhaps we shall meet again in the next life, and you will make me a fresh new pair of divine slippers.”
Grimm gave her a shallow bow. “It would be my honor.” He flicked a look down at me. “Good luck, Sarah. The fate of my immortal soul is in your hands.”
I sighed. “Yeah, sure. No pressure.”
Monique studied me for a moment. “You may hang onto my foot for the journey.”
I crawled over to her foot, which happened to be clad in a nice pair of black satin mules, and hooked my claw into a silver buckle. When it came to witch transportation, I figured this was basically Business Class. “Ready for take-off,” I told her.
This time when I saw the windy, sparkling ribbon of magic snake around us in the growing darkness, I welcomed it.
Next stop: Assjacket.
