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Chapters (132)
  1. COVER PAGE
  2. CHOSEN: LOST BOOK 1
  3. BEGINNINGS
  4. ONE
  5. TWO
  6. THREE
  7. FOUR
  8. FIVE
  9. SIX
  10. SEVEN
  11. EIGHT
  12. NINE
  13. TEN
  14. ELEVEN
  15. TWELVE
  16. THIRTEEN
  17. FOURTEEN
  18. FIFTEEN
  19. SIXTEEN
  20. SEVENTEEN
  21. EIGHTEEN
  22. NINETEEN
  23. TWENTY
  24. TWENTY-ONE
  25. TWENTY-TWO
  26. TWENTY-THREE
  27. TWENTY-FOUR
  28. TWENTY-FIVE
  29. TWENTY-SIX
  30. TWENTY-SEVEN
  31. TWENTY-EIGHT
  32. TWENTY-NINE
  33. THIRTY
  34. INFIDEL: LOST BOOK 2
  35. BEGINNINGS
  36. ONE
  37. TWO
  38. THREE
  39. FOUR
  40. FIVE
  41. SIX
  42. SEVEN
  43. EIGHT
  44. NINE
  45. TEN
  46. ELEVEN
  47. TWELVE
  48. THIRTEEN
  49. FOURTEEN
  50. FIFTEEN
  51. SIXTEEN
  52. SEVENTEEN
  53. EIGHTEEN
  54. NINETEEN
  55. TWENTY
  56. TWENTY-ONE
  57. TWENTY-TWO
  58. TWENTY-THREE
  59. TWENTY-FOUR
  60. TWENTY-FIVE
  61. TWENTY-SIX
  62. TWENTY-SEVEN
  63. RENEGADE: LOST BOOK 3
  64. BEGINNINGS
  65. ONE
  66. TWO
  67. THREE
  68. FOUR
  69. FIVE
  70. SIX
  71. SEVEN
  72. EIGHT
  73. NINE
  74. TEN
  75. ELEVEN
  76. TWELVE
  77. THIRTEEN
  78. FOURTEEN
  79. FIFTEEN
  80. SIXTEEN
  81. SEVENTEEN
  82. EIGHTEEN
  83. NINETEEN
  84. TWENTY
  85. TWENTY-ONE
  86. TWENTY-TWO
  87. TWENTY-THREE
  88. TWENTY-FOUR
  89. TWENTY-FIVE
  90. TWENTY-SIX
  91. TWENTY-SEVEN
  92. TWENTY-EIGHT
  93. TWENTY-NINE
  94. THIRTY
  95. THIRTY-ONE
  96. THIRTY-TWO
  97. THIRTY-THREE
  98. THIRTY-FOUR
  99. THIRTY-FIVE
  100. THIRTY-SIX
  101. THIRTY-SEVEN
  102. CHAOS: LOST BOOK 4
  103. BEGINNINGS
  104. ONE
  105. TWO
  106. THREE
  107. FOUR
  108. FIVE
  109. SIX
  110. SEVEN
  111. EIGHT
  112. NINE
  113. TEN
  114. ELEVEN
  115. TWELVE
  116. THIRTEEN
  117. FOURTEEN
  118. FIFTEEN
  119. SIXTEEN
  120. SEVENTEEN
  121. EIGHTEEN
  122. NINETEEN
  123. TWENTY
  124. TWENTY-ONE
  125. TWENTY-TWO
  126. TWENTY-THREE
  127. TWENTY-FOUR
  128. TWENTY-FIVE
  129. TWENTY-SIX
  130. TWENTY-SEVEN
  131. TWENTY-EIGHT
  132. TWENTY-NINE

“And what’s with the armor?” the second warrior asked, speaking for the first time.

“It protects us,” Karas offered.

“Then why aren’t you wearing any?”

“Teeleh is more effective in grown-ups.”

The warrior seemed to be judging her words carefully. “What’s the name of this physician?”

“Why do you ask so many questions?” Karas wanted to know.

“Because I think you’re hiding something. Give me the name of the physician, and we’ll check out your story.”

“His name is Thomas of Hunter,” Karas said, as if she had no doubt in the matter.

He lifted the black box and spoke into it again. “Pete, track down a doctor named Thomas Hunter and get back to me as soon as you’ve located him.”

Darsal knew that they’d bought some time, but none of this would help them when they found no physician named Hunter.

“Without the armor, you’re likely to be infected by now,” Karas said.

“You really expect me to believe any of this?”

The girl shrugged. “Then you, too, can look like Papa. And smell like him. Like rotten eggs.”

The man swallowed, eyes on Papa.

“At least let us look at the books,” Darsal said.

“What books?”

Darsal stepped forward. “I’ll show you.”

“Easy now!”

“You want to see the books, I’ll show you. If I go for anything but the books, feel free to level fire at me. Fair?”

He didn’t answer, which she took as encouragement enough to slip past the counter and reach for the four books. In her hands they appeared perfectly natural; it struck her as odd that the warrior couldn’t see them.

She faced him, four books tight between her two palms.

He looked from her hands to her eyes, lost momentarily in that gaze that clearly expressed pity for one’s foolishness. She had to get one book to each of the others without interference from the warriors. Better now, quickly, before he grew difficult.

“You don’t see them?” she demanded, stepping forward.

“Stop.”

She stopped.

He pressed the lever on the side of the box and issued an order. “Never mind that last order, Pete. Bring the car around. I have three suspects I want you to put in custody.”

“Copy that. No listing of a Hunter here anyway.”

The warrior nodded and lifted his gun again. “Any of you happen to be carrying a nine-millimeter pistol?”

Darsal nonchalantly slid the books under the counter in full view of the officer. He undoubtedly saw only her setting nothing on the shelf. And when the time was right, he would see all three of them picking nothing up off the shelf before vanishing.

But first this annoyance at explaining that they had nothing to do with the slain warriors on the floor.

“Hands up where I can see them!” the man snapped.

Darsal lifted both arms.

TWENTY-FIVE

TWENTY-FIVE