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“Woman,” Savage growled, holding his wife back.
“What the hell did he get into now?” Priest asked, holding his nose closed.
“Wait, a damn minute. That smells like...” Scribe muttered, his eyes bugging before he shouted. “NO!”
Running from the room, Scribe bolted out the back door, running hell for leather towards one of the cabins.
Hot on his heels, several of us stopped dead in our tracks as Scribe ran into the cabin King retrofitted for his honeymoon with Bailey. The second Scribe threw open the door, the smell hit us like a wrecking ball. Gagging, quickly covering our noses, I watched as Scribe crawled out of the cabin, retching and vomiting.
“What the fuck, Scribe?!” King roared behind his hand as more guests cautiously approached.
“That’s what you wanted the mud for!” Scribe’s sister, Freyja, shouted angrily. “I told you to handle it with care, Dimeter!”
“I did,” Scribe choked, coughing up bile before spitting it on the ground.
“Apparently you didn’t,” Athena, another one of Scribe’s sisters, said, shaking her head as Bailey asked. “What mud?”
Freyja, the oldest, simply said, “Mud from the Dead Sea. It’s supposed to be used sparingly for a blessing. Mixed with sage and lavender, it's placed in a leather pouch. The dumbass was supposed to hang the pouch over the matrimonial bed to help with the conception of new life.”
“With what?!” Bailey screeched as everyone started laughing.
“Oh God,” Beth gasped.
It took several of us to stop King and Bailey from killing Scribe. Despite Scribe’s good intentions, the newly married couple found no amusement in his actions. In the end, King ordered Scribe to find Cameron and clean him up first, before sterilizing all the cabins. And since there were twelve of them, I knew Scribe was going to be busy for a long time.
With the drama over, King and Bailey enjoyed the rest of their reception. Walking around the clubhouse, talking with guests, I kept an eye out for Skylar. I hadn’t seen her since the mud fiasco. Thinking she was with Sarah, I headed for the kitchen in search of my bride.
Only she wasn’t there.
Sarah, Jess and Claudia sat at the table laughing about something when they spotted me.
“Hey Pyro,” Jess said. “Looking for Skylar?”
“Yeah.”
“Beth ran out of ice. So, Skylar volunteered to run to town to get more. She should be back soon.”
“Anyone go with her?”
“Yeah. Frank went with her, since Scribe’s still trying to find Cameron. You and Sky have your hands full with that kid.”
“You have no idea,” I chuckled before heading back out front when my cellphone rang. Looking at the caller ID, I quickly ducked into King’s office and answered.
“Jake, thank you for getting back to me.”
“Been a long time, Chase. What can I do for you?”
“I wanted to talk to you about the day Ellie died.”
“Why? My daughter has been dead for five years now.”
“I know that sir, but something has been bothering me.”
“What?”
“I know that Ellie and her mother were close. Ellie told me she received a call from her mother that day. That Maggie needed her for something. Do you remember what that was?”
“You must be wrong Chase, ‘cause Maggie was visiting her sister. You know Maggie didn’t care for college football, so she made plans to go shopping with her sister in Knoxville.”
