Page 87 of Going Rogue


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Bella and I waited in the car until Lula texted that she was in place.

“This like in the movies,” Bella said. “I like this. Maybe instead of the eye, I shoot him, like James Bond.”

“No! No shooting. Not ever. James Bond didn’t use real bullets.”

“I think he did,” Bella said.

“Well, we don’t shoot people. Stay behind me when we get to the door.”

I knocked on the door and Walburg answered. “You again,” he said. “Now what?”

“You’re in violation of your bond.”

“Says who?”

“Says me,” I said.

“Me too,” Lula said, coming in from the back door.

“And me,” Bella said. “Make my day, scumbag.”

“Are you kidding me?” Walburg said. “You got the creepy old hag with you again? Big deal. I’m prepared. I googled ‘creepy old hags.’?”

“What Google say?” Bella asked him.

“Follow me,” Walburg said. “I’ve got it in the kitchen.”

We went to the kitchen and Walburg took a bowl off the counter and tossed everything in the bowl at Bella.

“What this is?” Bella said.

“Salt,” Walburg said. “It’s death to demons.”

“I’m not demon,” Bella said. “Salt only good for soup and radishes.”

“Okay, that didn’t work,” Walburg said. “How about this?”

He took a pot of water that he had sitting on the counter next to the bowl of salt and he threw the water at Bella. It hit her square in the face and soaked her hair and her black dress.

Bella had her face scrunched up and her hands balled into fists.

“Donotshoot him,” I said to Bella.

“I don’t get it,” Walburg said. “It worked inThe Wizard of Oz.”

“I’m not witch,” Bella managed to say through clenched teeth.

“What are you?” Walburg asked.

“I’m Sicilian,” Bella said. “I give you the eye.”

“No poop!” Lula and I said.

“I make his teeth fall out,” she said, putting her finger to her eye.

We all stood perfectly still, staring at Walburg.

“This one takes longer than poop,” Bella finally said.

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