Page 61 of Defying the Relic Hunter

“He’s busy.” I grabbed the bags and noticed Ethan’s groupies were now crowded around the door. “Fuck!” Shoving it open, I showed the women my can of mace. “Go away. Now.”

“Or what?” A brazen bitch shouted.

I sprayed the air in front of them.

Shouting some very creative curses, and their com-link numbers, the women ran back to their cars.

“Jealous?” Ethan inquired.

“It’s not their fault. You’re too damn pretty.”

“Pretty? I’m not pretty.” The outrage in Ethan’s voice was hilarious.

I patted his butt. “Sugar, let me put it this way. You’re Godiva chocolate in a world of the cheap stuff.”

Ethan gave me a smacking kiss. “That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.”

“We need to get to the camp site before dark,” Quinn yelled out the driver’s window.

I climbed in the backseat. “Camp site?”

“Uncle Saul’s bringing an RV up for us to use as a command center,” Ethan replied.

“Oh. How nice.” General Jones and Zarek had a lot in common. They both scared the crap out of me.

Quinn pulled out of the parking lot and a caravan of cars followed us.

Xenia and I broke into giggles.

“Not funny,” Ethan grumbled.

“Oh, but it is, hot stuff. All Zarek needs to do is put the two of you on a poster and Central Command will be swarming with women eager to become war brides,” I said.

“Not today.” Quinn’s power flared and the lead car slammed on its brake, triggering a chain reaction.Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

Xenia punched his arm. “That wasn’t nice.”

“They’re not following us any longer, are they?”

“Nope.” I watched as the women bailed out of their cars and a brawl erupted. “I think they’re in serious need of some chocolate.”

“Or getting laid,” Ethan quipped.

I rolled my eyes. “Guy logic, the black hole of the universe.”

Ethan grinned.

Several cop cars screamed past us with lights flashing.

I settled back in my seat. If I wanted to keep thewarlordshappy, I’d better find out what lake we needed to head for. Pulling out the stucco warrior, I opened my psychic eye and concentrated.

Images tumbled across my mind. A metal park service sign with Cave Lakes Canyon etched on it. Two-hundred-foot red sandstone walls encircled three small lakes. Which one did we need to search? I focused on the first lake.

There, eighty feet below the surface was a tunnel. A carved jade snake with gold eyes sat in a watery tomb. It was surrounded by a shit load of skeletons.

Grief, rage, hatred and a fierce desire for vengeance slammed into me. Voices shrieked insanely in my head and suddenly I couldn’t breathe.“Granny!”

Granny Annabel shouted in my head,“Break the link.”

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