He walked off, and after a moment, Valkyrie sat up. She looked out over the ledge, at the great expanse of the snow-covered Alps. The beautiful, pristine Alps that had very nearly killed her.
She was sore. The cold was seeping through the eyeholes in her mask, giving her a headache. Her neck was freezing, making her shiver.
“I hate this place,” she said loudly. Skulduggery didn’t hear. The stupid alpine wind had snatched her words away. Stupid Alps.
She got up stiffly, hurried after him. The plane was already looping around, disappearing into the clouds.
“These are the co-ordinates,” he said. “They should be close by.”
“I’m cold.”
“Then you should have worn a coat.”
“I thought my jacket would be enough. It’s really cold up here. Why don’t you ever bring me somewhere nice? Somewhere warm and sunny? Somewhere I could sit by the pool?”
“You’re talking about a holiday.”
“No, I’m not. I’m just talking about a case where I have to sit by pools and be warm and get a tan. How hard would it be to find us a case like that?”
“Our next case,” he said, “I’ll be sure to look out for poolside opportunities for you.”
“That’s all I ask.”
“Hmmm...”
“What?”
He crouched. She crouched, too.
“What?” she asked again.
He pointed ahead of them. “See that?”
“What, the snow?”
“Beyond that.”
“More snow?”
“Stop looking at the snow.”
“I don’t know what you’re pointing at. Are you pointing at the mountain? Yes, Skulduggery, I can see the mountain. It’s kind of hard to miss. It’s a mountain.” Something moved in the distance, something with dark fur. Her eyes widened. “Oh my God. Is that an Abominable Snowman?”
“It would appear so,” Skulduggery said.
It was hard to make out, but it was big and furry. Valkyrie leaned closer and kept her voice low. “Can I ask you a question? You know with vampires and werewolves and goblins and things, is there any mythological creature that doesn’t actually exist?”
“Of course,” he replied. “The unicorn and the leprechaun would be the two main ones. The Loch Ness Monster isn’t real, either, that’s just someone called Bert. Any more questions, or can we get back to the situation at hand?”
“Please do.”
“Thank you. The Yeti, or the Kang Admi as it is otherwise known, is not indigenous to these parts. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever heard of one straying from the Himalayas.”
“Maybe this one got lost.”
“Or maybe Tyren Lament brought it along for security purposes.”
“Is it dangerous? It looks dangerous. On a scale of one to ten, how dangerous would it be?”
“Well, if one is a kitten, and ten is a Yeti, then I’d say it’s a ten.”
“Dear God, I want to hurt you so bad.”
“Yetis are strong and fast and fierce. If you see one running at you, it’s already too late. We’ll have to stay out of sight. By the way, dressing head to toe in black is not the best camouflage when you’re in the snow.”
“Says the man in the navy-blue suit.”
“Ah, but all I have to do is remove my hat and my head blends into the background.”
“So then it looks like there’s a navy-blue suit running around on its own, which is way less suspicious.” Valkyrie looked around. “If Lament did bring the Yeti to act as a doorman, that means the door must be somewhere around here.”
“Look for anything that seems out of place.”
“You mean anything that isn’t a rock or a snowflake.”
“Exactly.”
He stopped suddenly, and Valkyrie looked down at the massive pawprint in the snow.
“So what?” she asked. “We already know it’s there.”
He shook his head. “I’m not altogether sure that Yeti made this track. At the rate the snow is falling, this should have been covered up by now.”
“Which means?”
He looked at her. “Which means there is more than one Yeti.”
From behind them there came a growl and Valkyrie whirled, fire filling her hands as the creature charged, and she prepared for the fight of her life.
“Well,” Skulduggery said once the fight of her life was over, “that was bracing.”
Valkyrie wheezed, and sat up. “It tried to eat my head.”
“Yes, I saw that.”
“It literally had my head in its mouth.”
“What was that like?”