CHAPTER SIX HUNDRED-NINE
Alex landed alone. When Nelson appeared next to her, she was searching the grounds with her weapon out. They were standing on a sidewalk made from concrete paving stones. The paving stone gave way to grass ran up to the ruins. There was a series of short pylons to keep cars off the area.
The castle itself was fairly unimpressive and small. They were closest to a crumbling wall that grew out of the ground to reach a complete wall. There was an open space of what had possibly been a long hall. An original castle wall stood three stories high behind the crumbling wall. Visigothic windows cut through the taller wall to show an open area behind.
There was a wall that connected the taller wall with a square corner tower. On top of the Castle tower flew the flag of Portugal. The corner tower marked the end of the lot.
“Alex? Nelson?” a woman’s voice came in their ears. “Oh my God!”
“Who is this?” Alex demanded.
“Val, uh, Valerie Lipson,” the woman said. “Sami — wake up! Raz! They’re on again!”
“How did you…?” Alex asked.
“You guys just disappeared,” Valerie Lipson said. “Everyone’s been crazy worried. Finally, Maresol forced everyone to go to bed. I’m up at night because of the baby, so Mike and I came over with Sami to watch.”
“Alex?” Samantha Hargreaves, Alex’s sister, asked. “Are you okay?”
“We’re fine,” Alex said. “The magic of this thing and all of these Goddesses must keep us out of world time. Sorry.”
“Is Nelson with you?” Mike Roper asked. “How is he holding up?”
“He’s right next to me,” Alex said. “He’s okay.”
“It’s crazy,” Nelson said. “Ghosts and magic and all kinds of weird crap that you’d never believe.”
“Sounds like a night at the Castle,” said Alex’s work partner, Homeland Security Agent Arthur “Raz” Rasmussen.
“There’s the truth,” Mike said.
“I need a moment,” Raz said.
“We’re going to give Raz some privacy,” Samantha Hargreaves said. “If we miss you again, know that we’re here. Waiting to help if we can.”
“Thank you,” Nelson said, his eyes well up.
He looked away to hide his overwhelm. He walked a few steps away so that Alex could speak to her partner.
“How are you?” Raz asked.
“Good,” Alex said.
“Have you eaten?” Raz asked.
“Tuna fish sandwich,” Alex said.
“Your favorite,” Raz said. “Too bad I missed it.”
Alex laughed because Raz hated those sandwiches.
“We also had some amazing cookies and a royal blend of tea,” Alex said.
“Much more my speed,” Raz said. “You need to eat.”
“Yes,” Alex said. “We need to eat.”
“Do you know what you’re doing?” Raz asked.
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…
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