CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
WHEN THEY ARRIVED AT the rendezvous point, Clovis saw several cars he didn’t recognize. “Is Dolfe here?”
Godric grimaced. “No. He’s stuck in the airport and he’s not happy about it. There’s a big storm or something. It’s just us and Bud’s here too. We borrowed the cars from some of the local police departments. Their spares are pretty decrepit.”
As soon as Dric stopped the car, Emma threw open the door and climbed out. She jogged toward the small clump of Honeybuns in the distance.
Clovis was right behind her.
“Bro!” Alf strode over and pulled him into a quick hug, smacking him hard between the shoulder blades. “It’s good to see you.”
Alastair shook his hand. “Glad to see you, man.”
Clovis nodded impatiently, scowling at Percy as he approached.
Fortunately his br
