“Lovely to meet you at last, Mr Stone. I won’t call you Mr Nightmare. The only nightmares here are the ones you’re likely to have.” The bloated body shook and it took me a minute to get it. The thing was laughing.
“So how are things at Toad Hall?” I quipped.
Again it shuddered. “A jest! How delicious! Wrong character, I’m afraid, though. I’m—well, I do have a name among my minions, but you’d need an entirely different set of vocal chords to pronounce it. I’m the Frog God. It’s a little truncated, but it’ll do. Not that it matters. You won’t be with us for very long.”
I lifted my twin Berettas. He was a soft target.
“Oh, please, do put those ridiculous things away. I may not be a full blown deity, but I can assure you, I do have powers. You could blaze away all day, Mr Stone, but you’d
