I rubbed my forehead, trying desperately to think and to forestall the headache I felt coming on. Right on schedule, things were getting worse!
“I don’t suppose you have anything in your jewelry collection that can handle disguises, do you?”
Despite our predicament, Massha gave a low laugh.
“Think about it. High Roller. If I had anything that could do disguises, would I walk around looking like this?”
“So we get to take on a world of hot-shot magic types with our own cover fire on low ammo,” Guido summarized.
“Okay. So it’ll be a little tougher than I thought at first. Just remember my partner has been getting along pretty well these last few years without any powers at all.”
“Your partner is currently sitting in the hoosegow for murder,” Guido said pointedly. “That’s why we’re here in the first place. Remember?”
“Besides,” I continued, ignoring his comment (that’s another skill I’ve learned from Aahz), “it’s never been our intention ‘to take on the whole world. All we want to do is perform a quick hit and run. Grab Aahz and get back out with as little contact with the natives as possible. All this means is that we’ve got to be a little more careful. That’s all.”
“What about running down the trio we started out to retrieve?”
I thought briefly about the blonde who had warned us of Aahz’s predicament.
“That’s part of being more careful,” I announced solemnly. “If … I mean, when we get Aahz out of jail, we’ll head for home and count ourselves as lucky. So we … pay off the Deveels. It’s a … cheap price to … pay for….”