Tuesday Tales – Mirror
General Hellwig patted Gideon on the shoulder then stepped inside the humidor. Gideon closed the door behind him then stepped away. He glanced up into the giant gilded mirror over the fireplace. In its reflection he met Katarina’s stare. In her eyes he saw mixture of victory and trepidation. He cocked a grin at her then turned his attention back to the machine.
The humidor hummed to life, softly chugging away with the general inside. Gideon watched him carefully. Instead of gasping for breath like Emma did went she was trapped in there, General Hellwig chuckled. Then he roared with laughter. He nodded pleased as he turned around to take in every inch of his new gift.
The humidor quieted itself as the general stepped out. He wrapped Gideon in a bear hug. “My boy, I have never seen a finer humidor! And to think, it can be moved anywhere. By Hades, if I want a cigar while I’m at war, I could have it moved to the battlefield. Gideon, you are simply brilliant!”
“Thank you, sir,” Gideon responded. “I am glad you like it.”
“I love it.”
“Very good, sir.”
Gideon glanced back in the mirror, catching Katarina’s gaze again. He expected fury. He plan failed. Instead she smiled a wicked, sinfilled smile. He watched his own puzzled look. What had she done to bear such a sinister grin?
His heart seized in his chest as he spun around. The spot where Edgar and Emma once stood was now occupied by other guests. He frantically searched the crowd that swarmed him to congratulate him on a job well done and with inquiries on how much he would charge to build them one. Gideon froze in terror as he heard Katarina’s devilish cackle. Trapped in the library by the mass of guests, he watched her sashay out of the library and disappear.