The Takeover (The Miles High Club 2)

“Hello, it’s Steven from Aston Martin calling.”

“Is my car ready to pick up?”

“No, unfortunately not. We’ve only just been able to discover what’s wrong with it. It’s had us baffled all week.”

“Oh.” I sigh. “Okay, what is it?”

“Um.” He pauses. “I don’t know how to put this.”

I frown.

“Someone has put sugar in the gas tank.”

“What?”

“Someone who had access to your key has put a shit ton of sugar in your tank. It seized the motor.”

I screw up my face. “Are you kidding me? Who would . . .” My voice trails off.

The wizard.

“Okay,” I snap. “That’s fine. Just fix it, and let me know when it’s ready.”

“Sorry, sir.”

Anger boils my blood, and I run my fingers through my hair. My scalp burns.

Oww. I pull my hand down and see it’s full of hair. My eyes widen.

What the fuck?

I grab my hair, and it comes out in chunks. “I’ve got to go,” I stammer.

“Okay, sir, so—”

I hang up on him and run to get back under the shower. My scalp is burning to fuck, and my hair feels like jelly as I try to rinse it out.

I think back to the words Harry said to me when I last saw him. “Tick. Tock.” My eyes widen in horror. That evil wizard has put hair-removal cream in my conditioner . . . and fucked up my car.

I wash my hair like a madman. I’m going to be bald. My anger erupts like never before.

“Tick. Fucking. Tock. Prepare to die, motherfucker.”

Chapter 15

For half an hour, I stand under the water. I get out briefly and google How to stop hair-removal cream from working?

Water and shampoo remove hair-removal cream.

I go to use my shampoo, and then I eye the bottle suspiciously. Fuck that. I reach out and throw that bottle into the trash as well. Who knows what that shit of a kid has done to anything? I use the hotel’s cheap and nasty shampoo.

I rinse my hair for another twenty minutes, and then I get out and look in the mirror. My hair feels like fairy floss—some places worse than others . . . but all in all, it’s fucked.

I dial Jameson’s number.

“Hey,” he answers.

“Meet me out front of the building in ten minutes.”