Chapters (28)
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Contents
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- About the Author
Two seconds later it was all over. I sat on a deformed corpse staring sightlessly at the dark sky as the light between us faded.
“You okay?” Finn pulled me up by both arms and folded me into a hug. I squeezed him back, in spite of the pain from my injuries, burying my nose in the warmth and scent of his neck. I’d never been so exhilarated in my life—adrenaline pumped through my veins from both the fight and the intimate embrace.
“One,” I said, panting, and Devi laughed. Reese grinned at me over Finn’s shoulder.
“That adds up to ten,” Devi said. “Let’s go home.”
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Climbing the fence with injuries sucked, and my super speed and strength seemed to have abandoned me entirely in the wake of my first real demon battle. And after the fence, there was still an almost two-mile trek to their real hideout. No one talked much during the walk, and I was relieved to realize they were tired too. Even Reese seemed subdued; the only thing I heard from him during the trip was an offer to trade his five dollars for the first shower.
The only thing I heard from Devi was an incredulous laugh, which was evidently Devi-speak for “no way in hell.”
In spite of Finn’s promise that their “real” hideout was more comfortable than the warehouse he’d obviously set up just for my vulnerable transitional period, I expected them to take me somewhere similar. An unused office building or storefront. There’d always been lots of those in New Temperance. In addition to two-thirds of its human population, the United States lost a good deal of its industry during the war, even in the surviving towns and cities strung together only by deteriorating highways and necessity.
So I was more than a little surprised when, less than an hour before dawn, we turned toward one of the residential neighborhoods near the northeast portion of the town wall. There were a couple of unused apartment buildings in New Temperance, just like there were abandoned businesses, but none of them were in the neighborhood we seemed headed for, unless they knew something about my hometown that I didn’t.
When we finally turned in to the rear grounds of a complex I knew, I pulled Finn to a halt with me. “Here? You’re staying here?” Anabelle had lived there with her parents, before she’d joined the Church. Many more of my classmates lived in that very complex. “This is possibly the worst place to hide in all of New Temperance. I bet there aren’t even any empty units.”
“There was one,” Devi said, and I didn’t like the way she said it. Something was missing from her voice. Sincerity, maybe.
“It’s okay,” Finn said. “Really.”