Left at Albuquerque

They’re late.

Dark Mistress Elizabel sent her imps for a simple job. Once completed, it should’ve been a quick drive back to the hideout. Key word- should’ve. When they return, hours after they were expected, she is not amused.

In a desperate attempt to pin one another for the tardiness, they fall over themselves trying to explain. As they launch into a tale of explosions, and dinosaurs, the truth is crazier than fiction. Because in the end, only one thing matters.