Chapter 21 Fayla had spoken the truth when she told Harry she took no pleasure in her actions, but too much depended on her. She had learn what was hidden in his psyche. And well hidden, she was forced to admit, for though she’d delved into his memories with relative ease the previous night at …
Chapter 20 “It is natural to be bell-shocked,” Jessyn said as Ray poured out a vodka for himself and, at her nod, a glass of Arrion’s favored Shiraz for her. “Shell,” he said, handing her the wine. “Shell-shocked.” “That makes no sense.” Jessyn said. Then she sighed and sipped her wine. “Still, you have every …
Chapter 19 “Her aunt,” Mollin said for the umpteenth time. “Yes.” Harry paused in the midst of his fifth set of pushups. “I was there.” There being back in Fayla’s lounge as he, Ray, and Mollin learned that the leader of the Black Rose syndicate was a woman named Mariska Breeshandra. And according to Arrion …
Chapter 18 “You are late,” Mariska Breeshandra declared as Fayla stepped into the communications hub, adding her holo image to that of the gathered Black Rose council. “My apologies,” Fayla addressed the faces surrounding her. “I was dealing with the repercussions from an incident at Ankhar. The damage was considerable, but I believe the club …
Chapter 17 No one pointed Harry specifically to coffee, but while Mollin split off to retrieve his comp from wherever he’d spent the last several hours, Captain Marifanne led Harry to a pair of doors and told him to wait inside. Harry stepped through the doors and gave the room a once over, taking in …
Chapter 16 For Harry, things got foggy shortly after the elevator doors closed, and for a time, he was content to rest in that haze. Occasionally voices intruded . . . female voices, speaking low in a fluid language that caught at his hindbrain, which automatically translated the words he knew—man . . . help …
Chapter 15 A few murky hours after being carted to an elevator, Ray surfaced from a sea of troubled dreams to a welcome scent. “Scotch,” he murmured, lips curving up in a smile. And not just any scotch, but Wallace Blue Label. He opened his eyes, sat up, and turned to find a tray holding …
Chapter 14 Several hours before helping Ray into an elevator, Mollin had woken to find himself crumpled against the windshield of the van with an intimate view of the Taygete Bridge’s pavement. Despite the fact his ears were still ringing from the crash, he caught the sound of voices and the slithering of a body …
Chapter 13 Ray had a brief moment of hope when, on regaining consciousness, he to find Gavin no longer wore the glove. Unfortunately, Gavin now held Ray’s vibro-dagger, which he now turned from side to side, seemingly enjoying the play of light over the sleek blade. “Looks like the final act,” Sims said from where …
Chapter 12 When Ray woke again, he was no longer in the van. Nor, he supposed, anywhere near the Nuph River. He attempted to move and immediately discovered three things. First, he had acquired a few more bruises than being tossed around a van could account for; second, he’d been shackled to a gurney; and …