Miss Frost Braves The Blizzard_Nocturne Falls Mystery by Kristen Painter

Author:Kristen Painter [Painter, Kristen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sugar Skull Books
Published: 2018-01-17T05:00:00+00:00

My eyes widened. I knew Buttercup was pretty adventurous, but this seemed like a stretch even for her. “I don’t think you mean that.”

Her smile turned into a smirk. “Come on, it’s a very impressive structure. Aren’t you curious what the inside looks like?”

I hadn’t thought about it much. “Yeah, I guess.”

She nudged me. “Think how much fun the kids in town would have playing in there. After the yetis are cleared out. Obviously.”

“Obviously. Except there’s no way in. I don’t think the parents would look kindly on their children having to scale the walls with ice hammers and snow cleats.”

Buttercup stared at the edifice and shrugged. “So we’ll put a door in. We’ve got the skills. This thing is epic. We can’t just let it go to waste.”

I stared at it with her and thought about that. She had a point. If I looked past the stench and the yetis and Birdie being kidnapped, the fortress the little monsters had built for their queen was very impressive.

Turning it into something fun for the kids in town might be a way to get some decent PR out of this whole mess. A way to balance the bad the yetis had brought. “I’ll think about it.”

A car pulled up. I turned to see Sheriff Merrow getting out of his patrol car. He walked over to us. “I see Operation Sweet Tooth has begun.”

“Is that the official name for what we’re doing?”

He nodded, but his attention was focused upward. He cupped his hands around his mouth. “Aunt Birdie, check in.”

Sin finished emptying the doughnuts out and joined us. We all craned our heads back to look for her.

No sign.

The sheriff tried again. “Aunt Birdie, it’s Hank. Are you okay?”

Finally, a glimpse of blue that wasn’t a yeti. She peeked over the parapets. “I’m here.”

I sucked in a breath. Her voice was weak and her skin was pale.

Everyone else noticed it, too. I could tell by the looks on their faces. Concern. Worry. And from Sheriff Merrow, anger.

“Aunt Birdie, what’s going on? You don’t look so hot.”

She laughed, a thin wobble of a sound. “Hot I’m not.”

Of course she wasn’t. I understood exactly what was going on. “It’s the cold,” I said. “She’s not built for it the way a winter elf is. And that fortress is like the ultimate deep freeze. We have to get her out of there.”

The sheriff’s gaze stayed fixed on his aunt, but the muscles in his jaw twitched. “I’m about to take a pick ax to this thing myself.”

“Maybe…” An idea came to me. A crazy, risky, brilliant idea. “Maybe I could offer myself as a substitute.”

That got his attention. “You mean like a hostage swap?”

“Exactly.”

He grunted. “As much as I appreciate that, we need you here to communicate with your father.”

“I could do it from inside.”

“And what reaction do you think the yetis will have when they see your snow globe?”

I frowned.

He continued. “And what if the yetis don’t accept you? You might make them angry. And if they take that anger out on Birdie—”

“I’ll do it,” Buttercup chimed in.

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