Sample Sunday - Wouldn't Count On It
A snippet from the forthcoming No Longer Afraid.
As always - subject to change, etc etc.
I do not have a firm release date yet, but I will soon!
Enjoy!
“So… what is it you want from me?” I asked her.
“I want you to be safe. I want you to be whole.”
“That ship has sailed. What else?”
Her eyes narrowed. “What are you doing in Vegas?”
“I told you, I like casinos. Then I made a few friends,” I shrugged. “Came for the slot machines, stayed for the brotherhood.”
She stared at me for a long moment, then shook her head. I could tell she wasn't convinced, but I wasn't sure I needed her to be.
“I'm not going to have anybody watch you, Nyx,” she said, after a moment had passed. “I don't think you're telling me the whole story, but… I don't get the feeling you're here for any trouble either. Well… any trouble with your former brotherhood that is.”
I scoffed. “We weren’t a family, Alicia. We were trauma bonded victims.”
“I choose to see it differently.” She pushed up from her seat, still staring at me. “I like the locs. And the earring,” she said, setting off a weird feeling in my chest. She tipped her head to one side, peering at me, then the other, then grinned. “You never did get the other side pierced, I see.”
“Don’t read into it!” I called after her, as she flung the door open and headed out.
“I think I'm going to read everything into it,” she said, noticing that I’d hopped up too, and had followed her. “You're free to go,” she told me. “Your bike was just brought up from the garage.”
I frowned. “How the hell… never mind,” I said.
Honestly it would have been more of a surprise if they hadn't identified my vehicle.
I stopped my exit to turn and look her in the face. “You never said what you did to Tati.”
Alicia smiled. “She’s beautiful, Nyx.”
“What the fuck does that have to do anything?” I grunted. “Where is she?”
She shrugged. “How the hell should I know? The bar, or home, or… wherever else the Predators hang out, I guess. Don’t take your mistake out on her.”
Funny.
Tati was too precious to Blue for me to fuck with her too bad.
“I won’t.” I breezed past her through the door. The first place my gaze went was up, to the sky, finding my map in the stars.
“There's a tracker on my bike, isn’t there?” I asked.
“I don't need to track you, Nyx. I trust you. And… I've got a feeling you'll come back to me.”
I climbed on my bike, and shook my head before I took off, tossing one last statement over my shoulder.
“I wouldn't count on it.”