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.Inthe background now, he heard a truck horn blast. Are you driving somewhere? Uh-huh.I m on my way to pick up some of my mom s things at the shelter.Wecalled her friends over there as we were leaving the hospital, just to fillthem in on what s going on.Everyone s pretty worried about her, as you canimagine.And I guess some of the shelter clients and their kids made up aspecial card for her too. She ll like that. Page 262 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html Yeah, Dylan said. I m going to swing by and grab some takeout for dinnerback at Mom s place.She wants baby back ribs, sweet potatoes, andcornbread oh, and some fancy champagne, as she put it, to celebrate mynewfound love. Sounds like you have quite an evening planned. Dylan was quiet for a moment. It s really good to see her smiling, Rio.Iwant her to enjoy these next few weeks as much as she can. He understood, of course.And as Dylan wrapped up the conversation andpromised to call him when she was back at her mother s apartment, Rio wonderedhow he was going to get through the weeks perhaps a couple of months away fromDylan.It wasn t a long time, certainly not by Breed standards, but for a malein love with his mate, the duration was going to seem endless.He needed to be with Dylan through this.And he knew that she needed him too.When he flipped the cell phone closed, he found Lucan standing outside thetech lab doors.Rio had told him earlier about Dylan s mother, and about whatDylan meant to him, how deeply he d fallen in love with her.He d laid it allout for Lucan from the fact that he and Dylan were blood-bonded now, to theoffer he d made her concerning Tess s healing abilities.Rio didn t know how long Lucan had been standing there, but the shrewd grayeyes seemed fully aware that things were not going well on the other end. How is Dylan holding up? Rio nodded. She s strong.She ll get through this. What about you, my man? Page 263 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlHe started to say that he d be fine too, but Lucan s stare tore through thatbullshit before the words even left Rio s lips. I told her I d be there tonight, he told the Order s leader. I have to goto her, Lucan.For my own sanity, if nothing else.If I stay here, I m notsure what good I d be, to tell you the truth.She s the only thing that s heldme together in a very long time.I m a wreck for this woman, my friend.Sheowns me now. Even more than the Order? Rio paused, deliberating over what he was being asked. I would die for theOrder for you and any one of my brethren.You know that. Yes.I know you would, Lucan replied. Hell, you almost have, more thanonce. I d die to serve the Order, but Dylan& Cristo.This woman, more thananything before, gives me a reason to live.I have to be with her now, Lucan. He nodded soberly. I ll put one of the other guys on your patrol tonight.You do what you have Lucan. Rio met the male s gaze and held it. I have to be with Dylan untilshe s through this ordeal with her mother.It could be weeks, maybe months. So, what are you telling me? Rio cursed under his breath. I m telling you that I m leaving to be withher, for as long as it takes.I m quitting the Order, Lucan.I head out forNew York tonight. Here s a box for those things, honey. Janet came into Dylan s mom s officecarrying an empty copy paper container. It s nice and sturdy and it s got alid too. Page 264 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html Thanks, Dylan said, setting it down on the cluttered desk. Mom is kind ofa pack rat, isn t she? Janet laughed. Oh, honey! That woman hasn t thrown away a note or agreeting card or a photograph since I ve known her.She saves everything likeit was gold, bless her heart. The older woman glanced around the room, hereyes going moist with tears. We sure are going to miss Sharon around here.She had such a way with the girls.Everyone adored her, even Mr.Fasso wascharmed by her and he s not easily impressed.Her free spirit drew people toher, I think. Dylan smiled at the sentiment, but it was very hard hearing her motherreferred to in the past tense already. Thanks for the box, Janet. Oh, you re welcome, honey.Would you like some help finishing up in here? No, thanks.I m almost done. She waited as Janet made her exit, then she went back to the task at hand.It was difficult to tell what might be important to her mother and what couldbe tossed, so finally Dylan just started gathering papers and old photos bythe handful and placing them in the box.She paused to look at a few of the pictures her mother standing with herarms around the thin shoulders of two young shelter girls with bad 1980s hair,tube tops, and short shorts; another of her mom smiling behind the counter ofan ice cream shop, beaming at the Employee of the Month award the young girlnext to her was holding up like a prize.Her mother had befriended nearly every troubled young woman who came throughthe place, genuinely invested in seeing them succeed and rise above theproblems that had made the girls run away from home or feel that they didn t,or couldn t, fit into normal society.Her mother had tried to make adifference.And in a lot of cases, she had.Dylan wiped at the tears of pride that sprang into her eyes.She looked fora tissue among the clutter and couldn t find any.Just what she didn t need,to be sitting in her mother s office crying like a baby in front of theevening shift staff.Page 265 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html Shit. She remembered seeing a stack of loose paper towels in one of thedrawers of the back credenza.Pivoting her mother s chair around, she scootedacross the worn carpet and began a quick search of the cabinet.Ah.Success.Dabbing at her wet eyes and face, she spun back around and nearly fell outof her seat.There, standing before her on the other side of her mother s desk, was aghostly apparition.The young woman was joined by another, both of themwavering in and out of visibility.Then another girl appeared, and stillanother.And then, finally, there was Toni again, the girl Dylan had seen inher mother s hospital room the other night. Oh, my God. She gaped at them, only half-conscious of the shelteremployees going about their business outside, completely unaware of theghostly gathering. Are you all here because of my mom? The group of them stared at her in eerie silence, their forms rippling likecandle flames caught in a stuttering breeze.Help them,one of the unmoving mouths told her.They need you to help them.Damn it, she did not have time for this now.She wasn t in the right frameof mind to deal with any of this right now.But something prickled within her, something that told her she had tolisten.She had to do something.He won t stop hurting them,said another ghostly voice.He won t stop thekilling.Dylan grabbed a scrap of paper and a pen and started writing down what shewas hearing.Maybe Rio and the Order could help make sense of it, if shecouldn t.Page 266 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlThey re underground.In darkness.Screaming.Dying [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Inthe background now, he heard a truck horn blast. Are you driving somewhere? Uh-huh.I m on my way to pick up some of my mom s things at the shelter.Wecalled her friends over there as we were leaving the hospital, just to fillthem in on what s going on.Everyone s pretty worried about her, as you canimagine.And I guess some of the shelter clients and their kids made up aspecial card for her too. She ll like that. Page 262 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html Yeah, Dylan said. I m going to swing by and grab some takeout for dinnerback at Mom s place.She wants baby back ribs, sweet potatoes, andcornbread oh, and some fancy champagne, as she put it, to celebrate mynewfound love. Sounds like you have quite an evening planned. Dylan was quiet for a moment. It s really good to see her smiling, Rio.Iwant her to enjoy these next few weeks as much as she can. He understood, of course.And as Dylan wrapped up the conversation andpromised to call him when she was back at her mother s apartment, Rio wonderedhow he was going to get through the weeks perhaps a couple of months away fromDylan.It wasn t a long time, certainly not by Breed standards, but for a malein love with his mate, the duration was going to seem endless.He needed to be with Dylan through this.And he knew that she needed him too.When he flipped the cell phone closed, he found Lucan standing outside thetech lab doors.Rio had told him earlier about Dylan s mother, and about whatDylan meant to him, how deeply he d fallen in love with her.He d laid it allout for Lucan from the fact that he and Dylan were blood-bonded now, to theoffer he d made her concerning Tess s healing abilities.Rio didn t know how long Lucan had been standing there, but the shrewd grayeyes seemed fully aware that things were not going well on the other end. How is Dylan holding up? Rio nodded. She s strong.She ll get through this. What about you, my man? Page 263 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlHe started to say that he d be fine too, but Lucan s stare tore through thatbullshit before the words even left Rio s lips. I told her I d be there tonight, he told the Order s leader. I have to goto her, Lucan.For my own sanity, if nothing else.If I stay here, I m notsure what good I d be, to tell you the truth.She s the only thing that s heldme together in a very long time.I m a wreck for this woman, my friend.Sheowns me now. Even more than the Order? Rio paused, deliberating over what he was being asked. I would die for theOrder for you and any one of my brethren.You know that. Yes.I know you would, Lucan replied. Hell, you almost have, more thanonce. I d die to serve the Order, but Dylan& Cristo.This woman, more thananything before, gives me a reason to live.I have to be with her now, Lucan. He nodded soberly. I ll put one of the other guys on your patrol tonight.You do what you have Lucan. Rio met the male s gaze and held it. I have to be with Dylan untilshe s through this ordeal with her mother.It could be weeks, maybe months. So, what are you telling me? Rio cursed under his breath. I m telling you that I m leaving to be withher, for as long as it takes.I m quitting the Order, Lucan.I head out forNew York tonight. Here s a box for those things, honey. Janet came into Dylan s mom s officecarrying an empty copy paper container. It s nice and sturdy and it s got alid too. Page 264 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html Thanks, Dylan said, setting it down on the cluttered desk. Mom is kind ofa pack rat, isn t she? Janet laughed. Oh, honey! That woman hasn t thrown away a note or agreeting card or a photograph since I ve known her.She saves everything likeit was gold, bless her heart. The older woman glanced around the room, hereyes going moist with tears. We sure are going to miss Sharon around here.She had such a way with the girls.Everyone adored her, even Mr.Fasso wascharmed by her and he s not easily impressed.Her free spirit drew people toher, I think. Dylan smiled at the sentiment, but it was very hard hearing her motherreferred to in the past tense already. Thanks for the box, Janet. Oh, you re welcome, honey.Would you like some help finishing up in here? No, thanks.I m almost done. She waited as Janet made her exit, then she went back to the task at hand.It was difficult to tell what might be important to her mother and what couldbe tossed, so finally Dylan just started gathering papers and old photos bythe handful and placing them in the box.She paused to look at a few of the pictures her mother standing with herarms around the thin shoulders of two young shelter girls with bad 1980s hair,tube tops, and short shorts; another of her mom smiling behind the counter ofan ice cream shop, beaming at the Employee of the Month award the young girlnext to her was holding up like a prize.Her mother had befriended nearly every troubled young woman who came throughthe place, genuinely invested in seeing them succeed and rise above theproblems that had made the girls run away from home or feel that they didn t,or couldn t, fit into normal society.Her mother had tried to make adifference.And in a lot of cases, she had.Dylan wiped at the tears of pride that sprang into her eyes.She looked fora tissue among the clutter and couldn t find any.Just what she didn t need,to be sitting in her mother s office crying like a baby in front of theevening shift staff.Page 265 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html Shit. She remembered seeing a stack of loose paper towels in one of thedrawers of the back credenza.Pivoting her mother s chair around, she scootedacross the worn carpet and began a quick search of the cabinet.Ah.Success.Dabbing at her wet eyes and face, she spun back around and nearly fell outof her seat.There, standing before her on the other side of her mother s desk, was aghostly apparition.The young woman was joined by another, both of themwavering in and out of visibility.Then another girl appeared, and stillanother.And then, finally, there was Toni again, the girl Dylan had seen inher mother s hospital room the other night. Oh, my God. She gaped at them, only half-conscious of the shelteremployees going about their business outside, completely unaware of theghostly gathering. Are you all here because of my mom? The group of them stared at her in eerie silence, their forms rippling likecandle flames caught in a stuttering breeze.Help them,one of the unmoving mouths told her.They need you to help them.Damn it, she did not have time for this now.She wasn t in the right frameof mind to deal with any of this right now.But something prickled within her, something that told her she had tolisten.She had to do something.He won t stop hurting them,said another ghostly voice.He won t stop thekilling.Dylan grabbed a scrap of paper and a pen and started writing down what shewas hearing.Maybe Rio and the Order could help make sense of it, if shecouldn t.Page 266 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlThey re underground.In darkness.Screaming.Dying [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]