Read Online Praetorian Series [3] A Hunter and His Legion by Edward Crichton - Free Book Online

trying to explain it, because I have no idea how it works, and since you’re here, you already know about as much as we do.”
    Artie smiled at her new gal pal and gestured for her to continue.  Helena nodded and glanced at Santino, Bordeaux, and Wang in turn, waving a hand at them.
    “Feel free to jump in whenever you want, guys,” she said.
    Bordeaux nodded politely but Wang beamed at her, saying, “You don’t need any help from us, Helena.  Just don’t forget Hunter’s more embarrassing moments.”
    Helena returned his smile and patted my hand while I scowled at the Brit.  He hadn’t been that bad during our first year in Ancient Rome, but his recent time with Santino had made him a relentless jokester.  They were a regular comic duo, and with the addition of Gaius and Marcus, who had devilish senses of humor themselves, and the impressionable young Titus, whom they’d already taken under their wings, that entire quintet was starting to get on my nerves.
    Helena turned to Vincent.  “Sir?”
    The older man offered her a half smile.  “You’re doing fine.”
    She nodded at the reassurance .
    “ Okay then,” she said, taking a small breath before explaining in detail the past five years of our lives.  She explained our dealings with Caligula, Claudius, and the Roman general Galba, and later the Battle for Rome.  She then went on to describe Agrippina in the colorful way only Helena could, as well as detailing our time on the run when she, Santino, and I had taken the mantel of Vani , acting as Sheriffs of the Roman Empire. 
    She finished by describing the team’s reunion a few months ago, o ur dealings in Caesarea that initiated a Jewish-Roman civil war, and our introduction with Vespasian – currently the man in charge of said war.  Finally, she described the battle that had gotten us all killed a few days ago, that is, before I went back in time and saved the day.
    Each of the new arrivals sat quietly, processing Helena’s tale, and it was Artie who spoke up first , and nodded her head at me.  “You went back in time again just before we arrived here, didn’t you?”
    I nodded.  “Sure did.  It was completely by accident but it was enough to save our asses.”
    She slowly leaned back and looked off into the distance.  It was a response I was used to in her.  Whenever Artie was exposed to new information worth pondering, she would simply close up into her own little world and think, only to snap out of it when she was ready, or by an outside force akin to a tornado.
    The rest of Archer’s party continued their silence.
    “Have any of you studied ancient history?”  Vincent asked.  “Does anything of Helena’s tale sound familiar to you?”
    Again, no one responded until Archer finally turned to Brewster and gestured to her with a “come on” gesture.
    “ History lessons haven’t exactly been a priority for any of us,” he answered.  “We’ve been too busy fighting a losing war for decades, but the closest thing we have is Brewster here.”
    All eyes turned to the tiny woman as sh e shrugged, still digging around in her bag.
    “I was an Art History major,” she clarified.  “Never finished though.”
    I chuckled.   “So tell me, Art History Major, what can art tell us that will make sense of anything?”
    “Actually,” she said, finally pulling something large and square from her bag, “not much.  Luckily, we brought this.”
    Sh e finished by tossing the object – what looked like a book – at me, which landed with a loud thump on the ground by my feet. I peered down at it, noticing its front cover was emblazoned with an image of the globe on it, with a series of different pictures from what looked like multiple time periods scattered around it, although none seemed familiar.
    Still… i t was all too familiar at the same time.
    Even though I could read the cover, and knew exactly what it was , I still felt the need to ask, “What the hell is this?”
    She