“That’s technically not true. Harbingers are just notallowedto stop anything. I know of at least three that lost their wings because they got fed up observing and did. We are using a different handbook right now, and we can totally change this if it stops Armageddon.”
“Well, what are we waiting for?”
Leif cleared his throat.
“You can’t save Mexico in your panties, Speedy. Go put some trousers on.”
Yeah, that would be a wonderful thing. It wasn’t like I could stop an army of Nazis carrying rocket launchers in a thong. Not even the sexy thongs I took from my apartment. At least I wasn’t wearing used scavenged panties.
Chapter 20
L
eif could have been working on a vaccine and a way to end this. I could have been going through emails to find out if shit would get worse. Instead, we had to go stop some white supremacists from killing everyone in Mexico. Of course, the Antichrist would make friends with the Nazis.
I was expecting another horse ride to the border or one of the vehicles they had in San Quintin. Maybe Leif’s horse was a little less murdery than Aeron’s horse. It was logical to expect an angel horse not to murder things, right? If angels were the good guys and not all angels were trained to fight, then maybe the Horseman of Pestilence had some nice, calm mare that did beautiful things like eating grass and giving rides to children at birthday parties.
“We don’t have time to drive, Speedy. The border is pretty big. They’ve got five big rigs with an unknown number of people in the back coming on Eagle Pass Bridge from Texas. That’s the portion of the border we need to get to, and there’s not enough time to get there by horse or car. Even on our horses. We have to go the angel way,” Leif said.
“Are you going to fly there with me in your arms like Superman and Lois Lane?”
“You remember Superman?” Aeron said. “Do you remember which Superman movie is the best of all time?”
Leif smacked him on the back of the head.
“Seriously? You will go all movie snob when there five trucks full of Nazis coming to kill everyone here? We aren’t flying, Ariel. We can’t draw attention to ourselves. We can just think it and appear somewhere. All we need to do is touch you to bring you along.”
“That sounds like something that will make me reappear with my head up my ass and an arm where my head is supposed to go.”
Leif got up and wrapped me into a hug. This angel could certainly give wonderful hugs. I closed my eyes and rested my face against his chest.
“It’ll be okay, Ariel. Open your eyes.”
When I opened my eyes, I was no longer in Leif’s living room. I was behind a junk bus at the border. Did he seriously magically transport me somewhere with no warning?
“Aren’t you supposed to count to three first and give me a heads up?”
“Without you making a stink about it first? It was easier to just show you.”
“You do make some stinky stinks sometimes, Speedy,” Aeron said. “Just go with it. We’re here, and we have work to do.”
“Right. Kill the Nazis, save Mexico, then save the world. I’m still mad.”
Leif just smirked at me.
“You’re cute when you look like you want to beat my nuts with Smurfette.”
Aeron handed me my trusty blue softball bat. He must have grabbed it while Leif was tricking me. It was just a baby blue hunk of metal, but I always felt safer when she was in my hands.
It wasn’t long before men with guns surrounded us. They took border duty totally seriously, and they didn’t even know what was on that bridge coming over here. A woman in fatigues stepped forward and grinned at Leif and Aeron.
“What are you doing at my portion of the wall? You’re a long way from your little hidey-hole in San Quintin.”
“Well, you’re about to have some problems withyourlovely hidey-hole. You’ve got some armed hostiles, numbers unknown, but possibly enough to fill five big rigs, heading this way with a lot of power to kill everyone in Mexico, Luci,” Aeron said.
“The president sent men instead of herd Rage Heads here? They seldom get through, but the wall at the Arizona border isn’t as secure. Who is coming to attack us?” Luci said.
“White supremacists.”