The Raven Thief by Gigi Pandian Rock EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Gigi Pandian
- Language: English
- Genre: Cozy Culinary Mystery
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High in her hidden turret, concealed by oak trees on the steep hillside and
disguised by its improbability on top of a supposedly normal house, the
conversation was not going the direction Tempest had hoped.
“Don’t do it.” She held out her hand. “I’m serious. You’ll regret it.”
Her companion didn’t drop the item he held tightly. For three seconds, he
didn’t move at all. Then, he had the audacity to smile as he moved his hand
closer to his lips.
“I warned you.” Tempest looked away, shifting her gaze to the window slit
of the secret tower. She didn’t want to see him suffer.
But … she was curious by nature, much to her detriment. She turned back
in time to see him gasp. He didn’t cough—he’d been a stage performer long
enough to know how to suppress a cough—yet his hands flew to his neck and
he gasped for air.
“Back in a sec.” Tempest ran down the first of her two secret staircases. It
was crude and narrow, with steps more like a slanted ladder than real stairs. If
Tempest hadn’t climbed those steps thousands of times, she would have
carefully backed out. Instead, with her hands on the smooth larch wood
handrails, she was nearly flying as she skidded downward. Once she reached
the second and proper secret staircase, lights clicked on every few steps as
she passed hidden sensors. Three seconds later she reached the kitchen,
where she found sweet coconut-milk rice pudding in the fridge.
Not pausing to make sure she’d closed the fridge door behind her, she
lifted the wing of the dragon sconce in the hallway and the hidden door slid
open once more. She bounded up the stairs two at a time.
Sanjay’s face was bright red when she reached him, out of breath. He
scooped a heaping spoonful of the rice pudding into his mouth and gave a
contented sigh. “I thought you didn’t want me to have Ash’s donuts so you
could have them all to yourself.”
“Is that what you think of me?” She couldn’t tell if his shrug of a reply was
directed at her or was an expression of his relief. Rice and sugar were much
better antidotes to spice-induced suffering than water. She also didn’t want to
admit to herself the not insubstantial grain of truth in his assumption.
“You weren’t kidding that these donuts weren’t regular pastries. Who puts
chili peppers in dessert? These death donuts are all yours.”
Tempest took a bite of one of her grandfather’s heavenly snacks. This
batch of vada donuts—one of Grandpa Ash’s unique treats he’d created after
retiring—was exquisite. A perfect balance of heat and sweet.
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