Little one, you re going to give me a concussion, the redhead mutters.
Quiet there, I order the children.
And now we reach the roof, where two luxurious sports helicopters are waiting for us. Near them are Roger and Anthony.
- Wow! Mia screeches and climbs into the cockpit of the Echo Charlie.
Your flight plan, sir. Unfortunately the pilots are um on missions. Dust Dascombe's gaze.
- Nothing. I will pilot it myself, Prothero chuckles. And the second helicopter...
Hey, impudent Saxons, do you need a pilot? We hear a pleasant girlish voice.
So... Fuck me... A gorgeous blonde a little younger than me climbs the fire escape behind us.
Layla Williams, aka Marvel Agent. Ace pilot, ulcer, fashion guru and my best friend. I'm so glad to see her Layla smiles at me and looks at Dascombe with almost hostility.
"Which of those two drunken morons pulled you out of bed?" I ask, nodding at Jason and Eric, who are laughing like crazy people.
Jay. And I didn't sleep. I was just bored and I called him. He was talking about the Owl, a castle and a helicopter. Here I am Layla laughs.
Layla Roger begins.
Later, Dascombe, Williams mutters.
She climbs into the cockpit of the Tango Charlie, with Eric, Jason, and Elliot getting in with her.
Milady. Lewis leads me to the Echo and I gracefully climb into it. Mia and Christian are positioned behind us.
Prothero hands me the headphones. Then he checks all the instruments, talks to the control room, and we take off.
London from a bird's eye view is like a fairy tale. I admiringly look out the window and smile. This strange man gave me a fairy tale.
Impressed? Lewis asks. I nod.
What, are you doing this trick with all your women? I laugh.
You first, Lewis replies. Good answer. Out of the corner of my eye I look at Mia and Christian. They also look at the city with delight.
An hour later we enter the ancient castle, which is filled with agents in knightly armor. Some act like zombies, the girls are dressed as witches. Agents from both the USA and Sova.
Wow! When did Lewis get it? Everyone is very nice to communicate, laugh and there is no tension.
- Great! Mia screams and claps her hands
Suddenly, Lewis grabs her armpits and drags her off somewhere, laughing ominously.
Stop me, Morse, Prothero yells.
I understand that the quest has begun and, together with the boys and friends, I run up the stairs that lead to the tower. Every now and then, the servants of the cannibal run out at us, whom we successfully defeat together. The Grays know martial arts, me and Eric and Welch too, and Elena uses the Jackie Chan technique: she fights with what is at hand.
However, the feeling of a playful show does not leave us for a minute, and we accompany all the fights with the "Villains" with jokes and humor.
I haven t fought like this in a long time, Eric shouts cheerfully, knocking out another zombie.
Me too, I laugh. The tension and excitement of the last four days evaporates, and I feel truly free and happy.
Finally we reach the top of the tower. Jason kicks the door open and we enter the room.
Elena! Lewis growls, hiding Mia behind his back. He is wearing black armor and has a gold chain with a skull around his neck. The real king of darkness!
Here I am, I shout cheerfully. Give me Princess Mia!
- Never! I will eat it and restore youth! Lewis growls.
I propose a duel with swords, fiend of Hell! I shout. I will save Mia at any cost.
- Mom is so cool! I hear Mia squeal.
- All right, Morse! Prothero goes to the wall, on which two swords hang. Taking them off, he hands me one.
We cross swords and begin the duel. It must be admitted that he is an excellent swordsman. I've always preferred a pistol to all these ancient weapons of defense.
In an instant, our faces are very close to each other and I, unable to stand it, kiss him. This gentle and chaste kiss puzzles Lewis, and we lower our swords. His tongue explores my mouth and I answer him.
You saved me, Morse, because in fact I am an enchanted prince, not an ogre, Lewis smiles. You can take Mia.
We lower our swords and I go to my daughter.
Mom, you saved me! - She clings to me. I hug her and stroke her hair.
A little later, we stand on the balcony and look at the fireworks that were launched in honor of the successful rescue of Mia. Mia sleeps peacefully on Christian's neck, Elliot stands next to his brother, and Lewis and I look at the fireworks, smiling happily at each other.
- I wonder what the bill is for this banquet and who will pay for it? Elliot asks.
Ten million dollar bill. Paid by the Bestial Whores of America. Well, we are a little, - Prothero laughs.
They re freaking out, I say. - Thank you. Mia's smile is the most precious thing in my life.
Me too, Lewis admits. I hope she studies well.
I will, Mia growls sleepily from her brother s neck.
The children leave, and we look at the fireworks for a long time. Lewis wraps his arms around me and pulls me close.
You are incredible, Steele. You make me better. Much better... You're the first one I got everyone on the Owl to their feet, and they helped me throw a party for Mia. The man is kissing me.
Glad to hear it
