Page 35 of Demons Dig Donuts

Indy’s chest tightened. “God, people are horrible.”

“What?” King sounded confused and irritated now. “Why? Did someone take your pants?”

“Is that true, Dill?” Indy asked softly, ignoring King. “Is that what happened to you?”

Dill’s smile was sad, but he nodded, rocking the little woman—Aodnait—close to his heart.

“But you’re together now?” Indy looked down at the ring.

The path through the forest depicted inside could have been the forest they met in, though he still didn’t understand what the pot was or what it was for. He also had some questions about how King knew the story. His power was supposed to be seeing the future, not the past, but Dill had confirmed it was true.

Whatever.

“I wouldn’t say together,” King protested. “We’ve only just met, but I’m in yer lap and very close to yer mickey. Bit awkward.”

Indy put King back on the table. “I wasn’t talking to you, babe.”

“Who else would you be talking to?”

“Dill and his hot girlfriend.”

Dill chirped curiously.

“Girlfriend?” Indy gestured to Aodnait. “Lover? Your lil’ fire boo?”

Dill seemed to think it over and grunted, “Boo.”

“Adorable.” Indy stood. “You two have fun doing whatever it is you’re doing.”

“Where are you going?” King wailed. “Ah, Jaysus, I see how it is! You let me get close to your mickey and then yeh forsake me!”

“I need to find Gammy and then get the hell out of here, ’kay?” Indy narrowed his eyes. “I have some very personal and very important things that need to get handled as soon as possible—”

“With yer mickey?”

“Yes. Sure. Whatever. So, have fun, buh-bye now.”

“All right, bye bye bye.”

Indy stalked out of the room and back into the hallway in search of an exit. There had to be a way to leave. He returned to the bedroom, and it was only then that he realized there were no windows here.

Or in the bathroom.

Or in the hall.

Or the parlor.

Fuck.

Okay, the library.

He was certain he’d seen one in there.

Running now, he bolted into the library and grinned when he saw the bright green curtains. He didn’t care if he had to climb down four stories in nothing but this tiny bathrobe. He would find Gammy and let the whole city see his naked ass if that was what it took.

The sunlight peeking through those hideous curtains was the most beautiful thing Indy had ever seen, and he cackled as he whipped them back.

But…