Page 107 of New Storm Rising
“Um…” Mr Angleton cleared his throat. “I suppose this isn’t the right time to mention that I have highly effective cures for high blood pressure?”
About a dozen searing hot glares, plus one icy cold one, were levelled his way.
“Um…I thought not. I’ll be quiet now.”
The Spaniards didn’t even bother to glance at the salesman. Instead, De Ravera’s and De La Fuente’s burning eyes were fixed on a certain someone.
Try and guess who?
“Everyone out!” De Ravera growled, taking a step towards sweet little me. “I’m going to deal with sat impudent wench!”
Yay! You guessed correctly!
Waves of rage were radiating off the noblemen. The salesman used this opportunity to make a strategic retreat, followed by the townspeople.
“You heard the man, dear.” I grabbed Mr Ambrose by the arm. “He said ‘everyone out’, right? We’re no longer wanted. Let’s go and—”
“Not you twobastardos!”
Crap.
I froze and glanced back, only to see the barrels of several guns pointed straight at me.
I leaned over towards Mr Ambrose. “Somehow, I don’t think we’ll be leaving.”
“Whatever gave you that idea, Mrs Ambrose?”
“Call it female intuition.”
“Indeed?”
“Indeed.”
The men around us cocked their firearms, ready to shoot.
“So…was this part of your plan?”
“Certainly.”
“Great plan. Really great.” I mimed applause. “Spiffing!”
“Thank you.”
“Grab sem!” De La Fuente ordered, and the thugs approached, grinning broadly.
“You’re just going to stand there?” Mr Ambrose gazed intently over at the mayor. “You’re an official of the United States, and you’re just going to let this happen?”
“Si, Señor Mayor.” Smirking, De La Fuente glanced over at the sweating official. “Are you just going to stand sere?”
“I…” The mayor swallowed—then glanced away. “I haven’t seen anything. I’ve got work to do. Please close se door on your way out.”
“You see?” De La Fuente sneered, turning back towards us. “You see how sings work here?”
Mr Ambrose didn’t even twitch an eyelid. “I thinkeveryonehas seen.”
That was the last thing either of us managed to say before the thugs leapt forward and grabbed hold of us, dragging us towards the door.
“Bring sem and follow us!” De Ravera barked, then glanced at the other nobleman. “Is it repaired?”
