Hadama had thought that the worst was over when George and Jude had helped him clean away the cloud spider silk from his cafe. One spider had hidden in the chimney of the oven and had attempted an attack on George before it floated away, but the mermanta had been optimistic that the sea winds had carried it off, never to be seen again.
Alas, sometimes Caido could be cruel.
He had no proof that it was the same spider, of course. But this was the fifth day in a row that he had received a frustrated report from his staff that there was webbing around the oven door that had delayed the cafe's breakfast opening and it was time for him to step in and take a personal hand in it once more.
As the Tide Pool Bar was closing down after the lunch rush Hadama lingered at the wall of glass blocks that separated the dry side from the wet side, leaning against the flat top with an iced coffee at his elbow as he contemplated the nearby kitchen.
The spider had continued to elude them, leaving only fresh webbing behind each night to show where it had been, but today he was determined to capture the little pest and put an end to its reign of inconvenience once and for all.
Everest
Alas, sometimes Caido could be cruel.
He had no proof that it was the same spider, of course. But this was the fifth day in a row that he had received a frustrated report from his staff that there was webbing around the oven door that had delayed the cafe's breakfast opening and it was time for him to step in and take a personal hand in it once more.
As the Tide Pool Bar was closing down after the lunch rush Hadama lingered at the wall of glass blocks that separated the dry side from the wet side, leaning against the flat top with an iced coffee at his elbow as he contemplated the nearby kitchen.
The spider had continued to elude them, leaving only fresh webbing behind each night to show where it had been, but today he was determined to capture the little pest and put an end to its reign of inconvenience once and for all.
Everest
