icehead Wrote:I have just submitted chapter 34 of THE GREENFIELD FAMILY.
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A Taste of Someone Newhttps://storiesonline.net/n/52852/the-gr...-family/34
Headless Over Heels.
Dukerino Wrote:Rohan exuded mindfulness and control over every monitored step. Even as the right heel of his white captoe tracked Fits’ blood into his manor. “We’ll figure this out, us two. Two Syndicate men. Men of expertise. The Verdugo out there, she’s a hard nut. But all we need is a moment.” He paused at the top of the stairs. “We do for her, and her little assistants, and then I’m in your debt for a change, how’s that? And I have some friends who can ensure the story is whatever it needs to be.”
Seth shook his head. “It’s gone beyond that, Rohan. Prossimo’s watching.”
“That woman out there has killed half a dozen of Prossimo’s sons. Means to kill more. A little bit of lingering in the right doorways, a few braces spread around. And the replacement is someone who respects the peace we work for and maintain. And all we need is a moment.”
“All you need is a moment, Rohan.” Seth indicated the stairs with the barrel of the gun. “And if you try for it, I’ll shoot you.”
“You wouldn’t shoot me, Seth. I couldn’t bear to shoot you and I’m a flinty bastard. Had to get someone to do it for me, just like you are.”
“You saw what I did to Fits?” Seth’s fingers flexed on the wheelgun’s knurled handle. “I killed Prichard, too.”
“Prichard was an asshole and Fits was an idiot,” Rohan said. “Me, I’m you. You’re me, son. Looking out through time.”
And he was right. Seth saw it in him. Sudden and gut-wrenching. The same beady desperation, the same preoccupation with corners and contingencies. Rohan was the same sick, feral animal Seth was, and the revulsion stuck a stone in his throat. Being a patre of the syndicates, that was the dream of every cutpurse. This was the best that Seth could hope for. The same exact rotten thing he’d been doing all his miserable life, with a nicer chair.
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Princess of the Void.
Duke also Wrote:Grant lets out a long, wary sigh, getting enough air that Ziavra lifts slightly up and back down again at his chest.
“We don’t have to do it right away, dove,” Sykora says. “You’ve already had such a day.”
“No, no. I need to rip the bandage on it. The researchers are already halfway to panic.” Grant strokes his thumb across Ziavra’s cheek and looks into her big staring red eyes. This is your daughter. These are your people. This is your life. You belong here, with the Taiikari.
No matter what they say to you next.
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