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smaller woman’s hand while Bandit and the big dog said “Hello” to each other in the usual nose-in-personal-places method. Tim scanned the rooftops and moved closer to Sarah, in case there was trouble. “We should get inside.”
The women ignored him.
“How did you know we were coming?” Sarah scooped Bandit into her arms and cradled the dog against her shoulder.
“The Archiver.” Silence descended while Alexa stared at the two of them in turn. Was it his imagination, or did Alexa relax a bit after searching out the matching Marks on their necks? “Luke will be here any minute. Please, come in. The Archiver wouldn’t tell Luke anything, but I know if you’re here it can’t be good.”
“That’s an understatement.” Sarah sighed. She and Alexa looked at each other again, a sadness and sense of doom hanging in the air between them that he couldn’t understand or accept.
“Yes. I’m sure it is.” There wasn’t a hint of humor in Alexa’s voice or a second’s reprieve from the melancholy look in her eyes as she watched them both. “How much time do you have?”
“Friday at sunrise.”
“Planet wide?”
“Just Chicago.”
Alexa nodded stoically and led them into the house, not a hint of doubt, disbelief, or question in her eyes. Instead, Tim saw understanding, empathy, and a healthy dose of fear in the tense lines around Alexa’s eyes and mouth.
Both women looked like they were facing a firing squad. Either they were both insane, or they both believed what they were saying. Didn’t matter because he couldn’t do a thing about it.
Despite his desire to stay out of the soap opera, seeing the ladies’ obvious upset made him want to destroy something…even if it were a time-traveling alien’s spaceship. Hoo-Rah.
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“Why Chicago?” Luke Lawson entwined his fingers with Alexa’s where they met midair between the two chairs and set his coffee cup down on the antique oak coffee table. Tim knew quality when he saw it, and they were all sitting on about forty thousand dollars’ worth of wood. His mother would have loved it. Tim found it a spectacular waste of money. But he had his back to the wall, Sarah sitting next to him on the sofa, a clear view of all the windows, and three people surrounding him who believed every word they were saying.
He’d patiently listened and waited while Sarah told them the same story she’d thrown at him in the car. Advanced weapon. Spaceship. Electromagnetic attack with particles of Negative Matter. Chicago gone.
They didn’t even blink.
And he thought his day couldn’t get any weirder.
“The Archiver and Celestina don’t know why. Their enemies have never targeted a specific city before.”
“Who’s Celestina?” Alexa leaned forward in her chair and focused her intense glacier-blue eyes on Sarah.
“The Seer. She is the one who sees all the attacks and tells the Archiver to find one of us. Didn’t you meet her when they sent you?” Sarah looked confused, her shoulders and lips tensing in alarm.
“I never met the Seer in person. They never took me to a spaceship. All I saw was white light. Then I hit the cold, and information dumped into my head. But I knew who she was. She spoke to me, told me stuff I needed to complete my mission. But her name was Helene, not Celestina. And the Archiver didn’t tell me half of what he’s told you. He didn’t tell my mother, either. And she was a Walker before me. I knew what I had to do, that’s it.” Alexa gestured at Tim in apparent irritation. “I didn’t know who my Marked mate would be, either.”
Tim frowned as his brain analyzed and processed everything they’d said, everything but one. “Did you say mate?” Sure, Sarah was attractive, and roused all of his instincts, but mate? A mate was for animals, not for him.
Sarah ignored him completely and Alexa talked over the top of him. “I didn’t know the release of the Red Death was orchestrated by aliens from another time. I
The women ignored him.
“How did you know we were coming?” Sarah scooped Bandit into her arms and cradled the dog against her shoulder.
“The Archiver.” Silence descended while Alexa stared at the two of them in turn. Was it his imagination, or did Alexa relax a bit after searching out the matching Marks on their necks? “Luke will be here any minute. Please, come in. The Archiver wouldn’t tell Luke anything, but I know if you’re here it can’t be good.”
“That’s an understatement.” Sarah sighed. She and Alexa looked at each other again, a sadness and sense of doom hanging in the air between them that he couldn’t understand or accept.
“Yes. I’m sure it is.” There wasn’t a hint of humor in Alexa’s voice or a second’s reprieve from the melancholy look in her eyes as she watched them both. “How much time do you have?”
“Friday at sunrise.”
“Planet wide?”
“Just Chicago.”
Alexa nodded stoically and led them into the house, not a hint of doubt, disbelief, or question in her eyes. Instead, Tim saw understanding, empathy, and a healthy dose of fear in the tense lines around Alexa’s eyes and mouth.
Both women looked like they were facing a firing squad. Either they were both insane, or they both believed what they were saying. Didn’t matter because he couldn’t do a thing about it.
Despite his desire to stay out of the soap opera, seeing the ladies’ obvious upset made him want to destroy something…even if it were a time-traveling alien’s spaceship. Hoo-Rah.
<><><>
“Why Chicago?” Luke Lawson entwined his fingers with Alexa’s where they met midair between the two chairs and set his coffee cup down on the antique oak coffee table. Tim knew quality when he saw it, and they were all sitting on about forty thousand dollars’ worth of wood. His mother would have loved it. Tim found it a spectacular waste of money. But he had his back to the wall, Sarah sitting next to him on the sofa, a clear view of all the windows, and three people surrounding him who believed every word they were saying.
He’d patiently listened and waited while Sarah told them the same story she’d thrown at him in the car. Advanced weapon. Spaceship. Electromagnetic attack with particles of Negative Matter. Chicago gone.
They didn’t even blink.
And he thought his day couldn’t get any weirder.
“The Archiver and Celestina don’t know why. Their enemies have never targeted a specific city before.”
“Who’s Celestina?” Alexa leaned forward in her chair and focused her intense glacier-blue eyes on Sarah.
“The Seer. She is the one who sees all the attacks and tells the Archiver to find one of us. Didn’t you meet her when they sent you?” Sarah looked confused, her shoulders and lips tensing in alarm.
“I never met the Seer in person. They never took me to a spaceship. All I saw was white light. Then I hit the cold, and information dumped into my head. But I knew who she was. She spoke to me, told me stuff I needed to complete my mission. But her name was Helene, not Celestina. And the Archiver didn’t tell me half of what he’s told you. He didn’t tell my mother, either. And she was a Walker before me. I knew what I had to do, that’s it.” Alexa gestured at Tim in apparent irritation. “I didn’t know who my Marked mate would be, either.”
Tim frowned as his brain analyzed and processed everything they’d said, everything but one. “Did you say mate?” Sure, Sarah was attractive, and roused all of his instincts, but mate? A mate was for animals, not for him.
Sarah ignored him completely and Alexa talked over the top of him. “I didn’t know the release of the Red Death was orchestrated by aliens from another time. I
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