Page 76 of Defying the Relic Hunter

Qa’a picked up the jade snake and handed it to me.“The death spell has been removed.”

“Thank you.”I focused on the jade snake and groaned as images of cactus strewn mountains flashed across my mind. The Fates must be laughing their asses off.“You’re not gonna believe it but Montezuma’s treasure is in the Superstition Mountains.”

Chapter Twenty

Ethan teleported us back to the RV and handed Quinn the jade snake. “We’re heading back to the Superstition Mountains.”

“She couldn’t have figure that out sooner?”

Xenia smacked his arm. “Knock it off. Sorry Kizzy. He’s still angry Asmoday snatched you.”

Uh huh. I found that hard to believe. “It’s ok. I’m used to him being a cranky butt.”

“Cranky butt?” Quinn gave me his best killer stare.

“Give it a rest. After Asmoday and Qa’a nothing scares me anymore.”

A faint smile touched Quinn’s mouth. “Welcome to the family, sister.”

“Is he for real? I whispered in Ethan’s ear.

“He is.”

The events of the last couple of hours hit me with a vengeance. A tear rolled down my cheek and I began to shake uncontrollably.

Ethan hugged me tightly. “You’re ok. It’s just a little adrenalin crash. It’ll pass. You’re safe now.”

“Are the Bjarke mercenaries still after us?”

“They are,” Ethan answered reluctantly.

“Then that’s a lie and God knows what’s waiting for us in the Superstition Mountains.”

“Nothing but scorpions and rattlesnakes,” Quinn offered.

I gave him the stink-eye. “The mountains are haunted. Once we get to Phoenix, we need to stock up on salt and holy water.”

“Zarek has that handled,” Xenia said.

“How?”

Xenia smiled gleefully. “He raided the Vatican’s armory. Their arsenal is now ours.”

“Whoa! Please tell me he got some holy water grenades?”

“He did,” General Jones said, stepping out of the motorhome.

I tried not to stare at the cross hanging from his neck. His run-in with Asmoday had made a believer out of him.

A frown knotted the General’s brow as he took in my appearance. “Have Shrek check Kizzy out. We need her in fighting shape.”

“Yes, sir.” Poof. We were in sick bay. Ethan sat me on an examination table.

“Where’s Shrek?” And my chocolate.

“Good question.” Ethan shouted, “Shrek!”

“Coming.” A door slid open and Shrek walked out. His eyes widened in alarm and he grabbed a scanner. “What happened?”

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