Hookah (Insanity Book 4) by Cameron Jace Page B

toward a hazy figure arriving on a bicycle in the horizon.
    “That’s Mr. Nobody, I assume,” I say. “The man who we’re supposed to meet.”
    “Here is the catch,” the Pillar explains, flashing a wide fake smile at Mr. Nobody. “Those few men who pass valuable information through the desert are all called Nobodies in the drug industry. Why? Because you’re not supposed to know their names or see them again. Get it?”
    “So you drug people used Lewis Carroll’s book references in your sick business.”
    “On the contrary,” the Pillar says. “Nobody and the Executioner lived in Wonderland once.”
    Before I can comprehend this, Nobody arrives.
    He is a bald man, sweaty, too heavy for the meek bicycle he’s riding. He grips a large handkerchief, the size of a beach towel, and uses it to mop sweat off his forehead.
    Who drives a bicycle in the desert?
    “Nobody looks exhausted,” I comment.
    “That’s a double entendre, dear Alice.” The Pillar amuses himself. “Do you mean Nobody looks exhausted, or nobody looks exhausted?”
    “What’s your business here?” Nobody demands in a suspicious tonality.
    “The Executioner sent us,” the Pillar begins. I assume the word hasn’t spread yet about the Executioner’s death. “We want to ask you about a certain man you met here two years ago. The one who asked you to cook that hookah plague.”
    “Ah.” Nobody grins. “I remember him. I’ve also seen the plague’s effect in the news. So what’s in it for me? Why should I tell you about him?”
    “What do you want?” I say. “Money?”
    “I have enough of that,” Nobody says. “Offer me something I can’t resist, or I will tell you nothing.”
    The Pillar and I exchange brief glances.
    “What can a somebody offer a Nobody?” The Pillar rubs his chin.
    “If I were you, I’d make it fast,” Nobody says. “In case you haven’t heard, the plague has wreaked havoc all over the world. At this moment, people are killing each other in the streets. Whole towns are at war with their neighboring towns.”
    “What?” I haven’t had the chance to check the news since I landed in Mushroomland.
    “The world is ending much sooner than you think.”

Chapter 46
    Buckingham Palace, London
    T he Queen of Hearts stared down from her balcony at the hordes of citizens wanting to break into the palace and kill her.
    If it hadn’t been for her guards, she’d have been killed and eaten by those lunatics by now. Those awful human beings. Not only had they humiliated her and every Wonderlander in the Circus, but now they wanted to kill her.
    “Margaret!” the Queen yelled. “You ugly Duchess!”
    “Yes?”
    “What happened with sending someone to find out if the Pillar found a cure?”
    “I contacted the Cheshire, who said he’d send someone after him,” Margaret said. “But I haven’t heard from him since then. Besides, the citizens ransacked many phone towers. It’s hard to connect with anyone now.”
    “So you failed, as always.” The Queen stepped up that tall chair so she could shout at Margaret in the face. “I should have your head chopped off,” she said. “Who thought Lewis Carroll would just pop up and lash this madness onto us. He’s about to destroy the world before I can have my fun torturing everyone.”
    “I have an idea, My Queen,” Margaret said.
    “What now? All your ideas are as ugly as you.”
    “I saw a video of Lewis Carroll looking for the drug for his migraines, which isn’t sold in this world, as you know.”
    “Of course I know it. We used to call it Lullaby. The one pill exclusively made to handle Carroll’s hallucinations.”
    “He’s been walking around like a madman, killing pharmacists to stop the headaches. Why not fool him into thinking we have it and bring him here?”
    “Here?” The Queen’s eyes widened. “You know how much I’m afraid of him.”
    “He scares us all, but every monster has his weakness. Besides, you can always bring down a man