Page 46 of Arresting the Warlord

“The name is CeeCee and, duh, I’m summoning a storm.”The wind plucked impatiently at my hair as I shouted, “Miraculin. Vivtorie construxit!”

An enormous rain bomb dropped from the clouds and hit the dune buggies like a sledgehammer. I caught brief glimpses of the vehicles flipping end over end.

“Wheeee. This fun,”Oola cried.

The outflow winds pelted us with sand and debris. I ducked several flying branches.

“You and Kaylee have much in common, you both act without thinking,”Bey sniped as he webbed a slew of tumbleweeds rolling toward us.

Jake growled in my head,“Now the entire galaxy knows what you’re capable of.”

“I am a police officer. It’s my job to stop bad guys and I will not apologize for doing that.”

“Kill the storm, buttercup.”

“Crisito deo ojo mirabilis visio.”

The clouds dissipated revealing turquoise skies. Wrecked dune buggies littered the valley. The Red King thugs hung limply in their safety harnesses. Huh? They actually buckled up.

Bey resembled a drowned rat.

Oola giggled madly.“Wheeee. Do again. Do again.”

“You okay Bey?”I wiped the muddy red dirt off my face.

“No. I am not.”Black fangs erupted from Bey’s soggy fur.“You are a menace.”

I glared at him.“And you aren’t bullet proof. Those dune buggies were armed with machine guns.”

“I would have stopped them,”Bey retorted.

“From two miles away? I don’t think so. Why don’t you join your Coletti friends in the hogan and stay the hell away from me?”

“I cannot.”

“Why not?”

“I am to guard you against further kidnapping attempts,”Bey replied.

“Can you stop a transporter beam?”

Bey climbed on top of my head.“No. Where you go, I go.”

Fuck. It was like wearing a thirty-pound fur hat. For a moment, I considered zapping the old fart, but I didn’t want to hit Oola.

“Your display impressed Sariel and now he wants permission for his warriors to court Dragos females,”General Jones groused.

Ooops.“That other Askole warrior is Sariel, the Askole High Commander?”

“He is.”

“Well, color me surprised. Anyone got handcuffs? We need to arrest the Red Kings before they can rabbit.”

“Stay put, we’ll handle them,”Jake ordered.

I gave him a mental salute.“Yes, sir.”

General Jones, Jake and four Coletti warriors teleported to the wrecked vehicles. They quickly cuffed the thugs while Trayon and Sariel zipped after the ones making a run for it. In a very short time, sixteen Red Kings had been arrested and transported back to Zarek’s warbird.

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