"Leslie What & Nina Kiriki Hoffman - Chain of Command" - читать интересную книгу автора (What Leslie)

She looked up, saw me, and got an impish grin. Before I could protest, she pulled a lighter and her
perfume mister from her pocket. She coated her mail with Flower Power. "To peace," she said, and lit it
on fire. The whole thing burnt to ashes within seconds.



I could barely see through my allergic tears.



"Kewl!" said one of the younger girls. "Can we burn ours, too?"



"I'd like a word with you, Kayla Marie," I said, and took my daughter's hand to pull her outside. I forgot
how to count to ten and was well into my lecture when I heard Cookie's monstrous laugh, followed by a
child's horrified scream.



"Got one!" Cookie cackled.



"Oh no!" Kayla screamed, breaking away from my grasp. She ran up the hill, toward Cookie.
"Murderers!"



I didn't have to see to know we had trapped our first troll.




I was sound asleep when I heard the camp guards sound the ram's horn. I heard booted footsteps
approaching my teepee, and barely managed to rouse myself before a woman in a plated copper tunic
thrust her torch before my face and said, "You'd better come out. When we did the bed check, we found
a few irregularities."



"What type of irregularities?" I asked, stifling a yawn.



"Well," she said, keeping her cool. "The troll has been sprung, and, uhm . . ."



"Go ahead," I prompted. "Tell me." How bad could it be?