Green Tea and Black Death (The Godhunter, Book 5) by Amy Sumida Read Free Book Online Page B

shook his head. “I’ve had a couple sightings but no real action.”
      “ Her kind vork behind scenes,” Kirill leaned into the conversation. “Ve von’t know vat she’s up to till she does it.”
       “ I know what she’s up to,” I fell back against the sofa. “I just don’t know what to do about it. If only I could inoculate her ass.”
       “ That may not be such a bad idea,” Odin looked suddenly sharp.
       “ Are you kidding me?” I gave him my stop being ridiculous look. “She’s a goddess. I can’t inoculate her against herself.”
       “ Why not?” Odin held up his hands. “Hear me out. She’s a plague goddess, we even know what type of plague. She carries Black Death inside her, swirling around in her veins constantly. That’s how she works. She sends it out of herself and into whatever poor creature she decides to torment.”
      “ So if I were to say, inject her with an antibiotic?” I was beginning to think I was smarter than I thought. Does that make any sense?
       “ You’d cure her,” Odin’s smile was brilliant.
       “ Holy cannoli!”
       “ Yes,” Kirill nodded. “It may vork.”
       I was thrilled. I had a new direction, a push that I needed. I jumped up and ran down the hallway to put on my fighting leathers. I was strapping on my kodachi, the Japanese short sword I used, when Kirill called after me.
       “ Tima, should I ready lions?”
       “ No, I don’t want them hurt,” I braided my hair tight to my head like a crown so there’d be no handle for anyone to grab while we were fighting.
       “ Tima,” Kirill’s voice came from the doorway and I looked up to see him standing there. “If you die, ve’re all hurt… all dead actually.”
       “ I’m not so easy to kill anymore, kitten,” I smiled at his grimace over the new pet name… literally a pet name.
       “ You of all people should know zat gods can be killed.”
       “ I do know that,” I sauntered up to him, because you must saunter when wearing leather pants and teasing your favorite werelion. “I just said it wasn’t as easy as it was before. I can handle her.”
       “ I zink you’re getting too big for britches, young lady,” his wicked smile put a decidedly sensual twist on his words, as did his hands around said britches pulling me against him.
       “ Maybe we should take them off then,” I purred into his ear before I nipped it.
       His whole body shook and I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation.
       “ If you two are done in there,” Odin’s fatherly voice threw cold water over our hot heads. “Maybe you might be interested in finding out another pertinent piece of information.”
       “ Like what?” I called as I kissed Kirill quickly and headed down the hall, scooping up my gloves as I went.
       “ Like where to get the antibiotic that you need,” Odin’s single eye gleamed at me with mischief.
       “ Why do I have the feeling that you already know the answer to that?”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Nine
     
       I stretched my fingers through the finger-holes and strapped the gloves firmly on. The feel of the blades lying in wait over the top of my hands was comforting even though I had other claws at my disposal now. I could turn into a lioness at will but part of me still preferred my god-made claws.
       Inside my pants pocket, in a heavy plastic case, was a syringe full of antibiotic. Odin assured me there was enough to cure ten plague victims. All I had to do was inject Xi Wangmu with it. Simple, I just needed to catch the tiger by her toe.
       I had a lightweight coat on over my gear and Kirill by my side. Now all I needed was to find her. But how do you find a goddess who doesn’t want to be found? We walked Chinatown for two hours without a single lead before a rat scurried out in front of us and dropped dead.
       I stared down at the tiny corpse as blood seeped out of