TrudyRika was a succubus and clearly a psychotic b***h, but she had a great sense of style. We arrived at her chalet perched on the slope of Mount Noel. This was supposed to be a sacred place. No mountain climbers or vehicles were allowed. Apparently Rika disregarded this. Her glass lair was straight out of a spy movie.
“How can it be so easy to find?” I asked.
“Because she doesn’t care if you see it,” Max replied, pulling his snowmachine into a massive garage.
He could barely move his legs, they were so stiff with cold. He wasn’t getting any pity from me. I’d have stepped over his frozen body in a heartbeat if it would have helped me escape. When he motioned me through the door into the house, I was glad to leave his sorry ass alone.
The door opened to a staircase that led up without
