Page 48 of Let Go My Gargoyle
“Anyway,” Sofia said, “Darius used to have a place in Hammond, north of Lake Pontchartrain.” She swallowed. “He took my mom and I there once.”
“All right,” Delilah said, clapping her hands. “Are we flying?”
“How come when it’s convenient, you suddenly realize you are half dragon?” Antoinette asked.
Delilah shrugged.
“And no, we are not flying,” Antoinette added. “It’s the middle of the day. Also, anyone who does not plan to help if things get rough should stay here.” She gave Delilah and Trennon both solid glares.
“I love a good fight,” Delilah said.
“He’s my son,” Trennon said. “I don’t particularly want to fight with him, but maybe I can be of help somehow. And, frankly, if he dies in this skirmish, I don’t want to sit at home and find out after the fact.”
Antoinette sighed. “That’s fair. Okay, I need someone to stay here and watch Henri. Where’s Maria?”
Everyone looked around, blank looks on their faces.
Antoinette glanced at the ceiling. “Is she seriously still sleeping?” She stormed across the room to the stairs. And returned a few moments later. “She isn’t in her room. Where the hell is she?”
“With her latest hookup?” Delilah suggested.
“She’s probably right,” Ketu said. “So why don’t you stay home with Henri and we’ll—”
“No. I’m reeve of this colony. He took that child out ofmyyard. He was inmyhouse. I need to ensure that man does not harm another soul.”
“So what are we going to do? Take Henri with us?” Ketu asked hotly.
“We could drop him at your parents,” Antoinette suggested.
“That’s totally out of the way.”
Oliver raised his hand and cleared his throat. “I will stay with the boy.”
Griffin stared at him. “Seriously?”
Oliver smiled at the young dragon. “I like kids. We’ll be fine. Go, rescue the Daughter of Light. Future generations of witches depend on your success today.”
And with that, Oliver clapped his hand onto Henri’s shoulder and pulled him out of the cluster of people.
“Are you okay with this?” Ketu asked Antoinette.
Antoinette turned to Sofia. “Would you trust him with your daughter?”
Sofia studied the other gargoyle and slowly nodded. “Yes.”
“Then let’s go find this bastard and finish this, once and for all.”
Chapter Sixteen
“Five minutes,” Antoinette shouted, all business. “We leave in five.” The gathered group dispersed like fire ants from a disturbed nest.
Sofia rushed upstairs to grab her sneakers, which seemed the best footwear option for this particular challenge. She could hear someone hot on her tail. At the top of the stairs, she turned around, and Griffin barreled into her.
“Sorry,” he said, grasping her arms to keep her from falling over.
“Why did you come back last night?” she asked.
“You want to talk about this now?”
