Episode Twelve: Efreet: Scene 26

Mike had the high priestess in cuffs in the back of the car. The fyrhund hadn’t reappeared, making me wonder if he’d just realized Tyz’vel was there and decided, more sensible than I, to be somewhere else.

Clara was sitting in the front. I had to go in the back with the prisoner. It was only fair – keeping Clara as far from her tormentor as possible. “You’re a better person than me,” I informed her as she hopped in.

“Nah. I want her in jail. She’ll be miserable in jail.”

Or she’d be seducing her fellow prisoners. That was one advantage of being interested in the same sex. You couldn’t be isolated as easily from prospective partners.

Being interested in both? I saw the advantages. Which was perhaps the first time I’d really done so. I wasn’t interested in prospective partners, but having the field so open? Yeah.

And so far it had only been guys who tried to hop in my pants. Well, and Clara to an extent, but I was pretty sure she wouldn’t try it again.

Hopefully she’d find somebody to hold hands with. Hopefully in the long term she’d find somebody for more than that, when she was ready.

I thought that might take a little bit longer now. As soon as Mike had stopped to escort the priestess into jail, I asked her, “Did he touch you?”

“No. He just ripped the dress. You arrived just in time.”

“Thank Mike. He provided transportation.” I let out a breath. “Don’t worry. He’ll be too busy chasing me to bother you. I have to find a new banishment spell.”

“You…know him, don’t you.”

“He wants to make me his queen in his part of hell, so yeah. And he’s not taking no for an answer.”

Clara shuddered. “You poor thing. Although he can make himself pretty handsome.”

“I have to get back to Kanesha. I have to warn her he’s back.” A pause. “By the way, his name’s Tyz’vel.”

Her eyes widened, then she nodded. “Thanks. I think I can use that.”

I grinned. “My pleasure. Now, go home, get some chocolate, and curl up with a sappy movie or something.” The best therapy I could prescribe.

“I’m going to…” A pause, as she finally got out of the car. “I’m going to make sure nothing like that happens to anyone else.”

“You can’t alone. But you can stop some of them.” My instincts were right. “I’ll introduce you to somebody who can help.

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