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the same time I said, “No one asked us to.”
Taking a deep breath, Victoria let her
eyelids fall shut and took a moment to regroup.
“ What’s the deal?” I sent Erik. “What am I
missing? I mean, I get it—vigilantes are awful. But this isn’t the
first time we’ve run across them.”
“ No clue.” Erik said, his mental voice sounding just as
perplexed as I felt.
“ The Poachers have been
around for decades,” Victoria began when she opened her eyes again,
visibly calmer. “They do not simply hunt the Talented. They do not
kill our kind. What they do is much, much worse. They fancy
themselves dealers of rare goods. They deal in Talents. Chromes, as
they like—”
I held up my hand to cut her
off.
“ Wait. Just wait. Are you
trying to tell me that they…what exactly? Sell Talents?”
Beside me, Erik swore
loudly.
“ Yes,” Victoria said
stiffly. “They acquire—”
“ Kidnap,” I corrected
incredulously.
“ Kidnap,” Victoria agreed,
wrinkling her nose as if smelling something unpleasant.
I was right there with her. Kidnapping
Talents was a crock of shit and it stunk.
“ Most commonly, clients
hire them to locate and acquire a Talent with specific gifts,”
Victoria continued.
I wanted to correct her use of
“acquire” again, but was so freaking furious that I feared opening
my mouth would cause the string of expletives running through my
mind to pop out.
“ But that is not the only
way they do business,” Victoria was saying. “When the Poachers are
able to gather a large group of Talents, they…auction them
off.”
“ What?” Erik practically
shouted. “You cannot be serious?”
The venom in his voice caused Victoria
to retreat several steps involuntarily.
My stomach churned queasily. The only
thing more potent than my feeling of revulsion was the anger that
surged through me. I wanted to hit something or, better yet, snap
someone’s bones. Because he’d let his mental walls drop to talk to
me earlier, and was too outraged to remember they weren’t in place,
I felt Erik’s temper rising to match mine. Which was so not a good
thing.
Suddenly, we were each other’s fuel,
stoking the flames of an incredibly dangerous fire. Victoria was
speaking again, but I didn’t hear a word she said. All I could
think about was the vile, despicable human beings that were out
there right now, collecting Talents like normal people do antiques.
Images of the people I knew, my closest friends, being paraded
across a stage like prized ponies danced in my mind.
Somehow, one word Victoria said broke
through the haze. Kenly.
“— the young man asked for
you by name, he—”
“ What did you say about
Kenly?” I demanded, abruptly cutting her off.
Instead of admonishing me for the
interruption, the councilwoman exhaled slowly and prepared to start
over. A trace of sympathy tinged her cool gaze.
“ A young man called the tip
line and asked for you by name, Talia. He said a mutual friend of
yours had been taken by the Poachers. A girl named
Kenly.”
“ No.” I shook my head
adamantly, my curls smacking me in the cheeks. “No, that can’t be
right. I mean…where? Where was she taken from?”
Had Kenly been in New York? Had the
Poachers snatched her from that filthy apartment in Spanish Harlem?
Had I arrived only minutes after she’d needed me?
It made sense. Alana Stillwater was
one of Kenly’s best friends from the McDonough School, and she’d
been in New York. But then, where was Kenly when Alana stormed the
UNITED building? As soon as Victoria was done with us, I was going
straight to Vault, to question the others we’d contained in
Manhattan. If Kenly had been—
“ London, apparently,”
Victoria said, silencing my plans.
“ What?” I asked. “London?
Like, in England? How the hell did she get there?”
I looked to Erik, not really expecting
him to have the answer but needing any reassurance he could offer.
He wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me flush
Taking a deep breath, Victoria let her
eyelids fall shut and took a moment to regroup.
“ What’s the deal?” I sent Erik. “What am I
missing? I mean, I get it—vigilantes are awful. But this isn’t the
first time we’ve run across them.”
“ No clue.” Erik said, his mental voice sounding just as
perplexed as I felt.
“ The Poachers have been
around for decades,” Victoria began when she opened her eyes again,
visibly calmer. “They do not simply hunt the Talented. They do not
kill our kind. What they do is much, much worse. They fancy
themselves dealers of rare goods. They deal in Talents. Chromes, as
they like—”
I held up my hand to cut her
off.
“ Wait. Just wait. Are you
trying to tell me that they…what exactly? Sell Talents?”
Beside me, Erik swore
loudly.
“ Yes,” Victoria said
stiffly. “They acquire—”
“ Kidnap,” I corrected
incredulously.
“ Kidnap,” Victoria agreed,
wrinkling her nose as if smelling something unpleasant.
I was right there with her. Kidnapping
Talents was a crock of shit and it stunk.
“ Most commonly, clients
hire them to locate and acquire a Talent with specific gifts,”
Victoria continued.
I wanted to correct her use of
“acquire” again, but was so freaking furious that I feared opening
my mouth would cause the string of expletives running through my
mind to pop out.
“ But that is not the only
way they do business,” Victoria was saying. “When the Poachers are
able to gather a large group of Talents, they…auction them
off.”
“ What?” Erik practically
shouted. “You cannot be serious?”
The venom in his voice caused Victoria
to retreat several steps involuntarily.
My stomach churned queasily. The only
thing more potent than my feeling of revulsion was the anger that
surged through me. I wanted to hit something or, better yet, snap
someone’s bones. Because he’d let his mental walls drop to talk to
me earlier, and was too outraged to remember they weren’t in place,
I felt Erik’s temper rising to match mine. Which was so not a good
thing.
Suddenly, we were each other’s fuel,
stoking the flames of an incredibly dangerous fire. Victoria was
speaking again, but I didn’t hear a word she said. All I could
think about was the vile, despicable human beings that were out
there right now, collecting Talents like normal people do antiques.
Images of the people I knew, my closest friends, being paraded
across a stage like prized ponies danced in my mind.
Somehow, one word Victoria said broke
through the haze. Kenly.
“— the young man asked for
you by name, he—”
“ What did you say about
Kenly?” I demanded, abruptly cutting her off.
Instead of admonishing me for the
interruption, the councilwoman exhaled slowly and prepared to start
over. A trace of sympathy tinged her cool gaze.
“ A young man called the tip
line and asked for you by name, Talia. He said a mutual friend of
yours had been taken by the Poachers. A girl named
Kenly.”
“ No.” I shook my head
adamantly, my curls smacking me in the cheeks. “No, that can’t be
right. I mean…where? Where was she taken from?”
Had Kenly been in New York? Had the
Poachers snatched her from that filthy apartment in Spanish Harlem?
Had I arrived only minutes after she’d needed me?
It made sense. Alana Stillwater was
one of Kenly’s best friends from the McDonough School, and she’d
been in New York. But then, where was Kenly when Alana stormed the
UNITED building? As soon as Victoria was done with us, I was going
straight to Vault, to question the others we’d contained in
Manhattan. If Kenly had been—
“ London, apparently,”
Victoria said, silencing my plans.
“ What?” I asked. “London?
Like, in England? How the hell did she get there?”
I looked to Erik, not really expecting
him to have the answer but needing any reassurance he could offer.
He wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me flush
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