When a Gargoyle Flies (Gargoyles book 3)
“whined one of Carlton’s clients as he squinted at the photo of the gargoyle.
“We were expecting some kind of massive beast-like animal,” complained another.
Carlton retained his easy smile. At short notice, he hadn’t exactly been able to procure the cream of the crop. The five hunters before him were a bit… well, useless. They’d have trouble hitting the side of a barn, even if it were painted with a huge bullseye. He would have to help them along a little.
“Small maybe, but she is fierce – you should see the teeth on her.” He wasn’t lying about her teeth, they did look pretty sharp, but he couldn’t dredge up much fear for the small pink female with huge purple eyes.
“Who is this man in the picture?” asked another, pointing to the half-clad police officer.
“Her boyfriend,” replied Carlton mockingly.
There was shocked silence. “But he’s human,”
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