“I’m here to help. You didn’t think I was just eye candy, did you?”
“The thought had crossed my mind. And it was a pretty pleasant thought, to be honest with you.”
“You’re a chauvinist, Bubba.”
“What gave it away, the name ‘Bubba,’ or was it something else? Of course I’m a chauvinist. That’s half my charm.”
“You don’t have any charm.” Came the voice in my ear.
“You stay out of this, Skeeter. You really think you’re gonna help me?”
“I’m fifth dan in kendo and have black belts in tae kwon do and jujitsu. I’m pretty good with this thing. I can help.” She patted the hilt of her sword and just stared at me.
“Well all right, if you think you can keep from getting dead, let’s go.”
“Where do we start?”
“Skeeter?”
“My research shows that pixies love two things, shiny jewelry and sweets. S
