Chapters (66)
- PREFACE
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- ONE
- TWO
- One week ago
- THREE
- Present day
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- FIFTY-FIVE
- FIFTY-SIX
- FIFTY-SEVEN
- FIFTY-EIGHT
- FIFTY-NINE
- SIXTY
- SIXTY-ONE
- SIXTY-TWO
Wasn't she asking me what phones were just the other day? How would she have no idea how the modern world works but know everything about Chinese mythology?
"Doesn't everyone know this?" she replies, looking genuinely confused.
"Um, no? I would have never in one million years thought of China or Mount Tai."
"But it's a holy place!" Thea bursts out.
I blink at her.
"Maybe to some people, but I've never heard of it before."
She turns to her brother and Ze.
"This is blasphemy, I tell you. Blasphemy!"
I'm shocked at how vehement she is about it. Thea's voice becomes increasingly distraught, to the point that her brother has to intervene, taking her in his arms and leading her to the next room over.
"What was that?" I turn to Ze, who's standing still as a stone and equally expressionless. "Why was she so hurt about that?"
His piercing stare meets mine.
"She's passionate about this subject," he answers casually.
"That was more than just being passionate."
"We need to leave for Mount Tai. How long will it take us to get there?" He changes the subject.
"I'm not sure. A day or so?"
He frowns.
"On foot?"
"Of course not. We'll need to take a plane to China, and then probably a car to reach Mount Tai."
He stares at me, unblinking.
"What is a plane?"
I take a deep breath. Right. These people are experts in Chinese mythology but have no idea what a plane is. But that's not the most pressing issue right now. To get on a plane, I'll need to go through passport control. It hasn't escaped me that I'm technically a fugitive—okay, maybe not that bad, but there's a warrant out on my name. The moment I check into a flight, the police will be notified.
My eyes snap shut as I ball my hands into fists in frustration. Of course nothing would be easy. How the hell am I supposed to bypass the police and get to China? Do I even need a visa to go to China? Do they?
need a visa to go to China? Do they even have passports?
"We'll talk more about that at dinner. I'm starving."
"Dinner," he repeats, an odd look on his face.
"Food? I don't know about you guys, but I need food to survive," I explain, my tone less than civil.
"Food. Fine. We will get food," he decrees with the same air of superiority as before.
NINETEEN
Maybe getting food wasn't such a good idea after all. I'd been so hungry after the events of the day that I ordered almost the entire menu. Knowing that Cer still had a wad of cash, I reasoned that he could afford this.
But now, noticing Thea's longing expression as she stares at my juicy steak while she's only having a mushroom risotto breaks my heart.