A Touch of Midnight by Lara Adrian

Author:Lara Adrian [Adrian, Lara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lara Adrian, LLC
Published: 2013-12-14T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

“What is this place?”

Savannah stood beside Gideon on a quiet, historic residential street little more than a mile from South Station, by her guess. Before them loomed a slim, three-story redbrick townhouse. It was stately, but unremarkably so next to its handsome, welcoming neighbors.

No lights glowed from within this house, no sounds emanated from within its walls. Its windows were dark, shuttered tight with black slatted panels. The iron-and-glass porch light was cold, leaving the walkway and stoop unlit as she and Gideon had made their way up to the heavy wood door.

The house, for all its seemingly deliberate effort to blend in with the others on the street, stood forbidding in its utter stillness.

Savannah rubbed off the chill that raced up her arms as she took in the stoic slab of brick and darkness. “Does anyone live here? It’s as quiet as a tomb.”

“I’ve never been here before,” Gideon said. Head down, he stared with steady intent on the deadbolt drilled into the thick oak door. Although she didn’t notice if he had a key, in mere seconds, the lock was freed and Gideon opened the door for her. “Come inside.”

She followed him, pausing in the unfamiliar place, uncertain. Still shaken from what happened at the bus station. “It’s so dark in here.”

“Stay where you are.” His deep voice with its soothing accent was a low rumble beside her, his blunt fingertips warm where he stroked the side of her face. “I’ll find you some light.”

She waited while he ably crossed the room and turned on a small lamp several feet away from her.

The soft illumination revealed a nearly vacant living space. One lone chair--a rough-hewn relic from the turn of the previous century, at least--sat beside the simple wooden table where the lamp now glowed. On the other side of the room, the cold, black mouth of a fireplace seemingly long out of use laced the stale air with the acrid tinge of old wood smoke.

Savannah cautiously trailed Gideon as he left the main living area to enter an adjacent room. She crossed her arms in front of her, tucking her bare fingers in to her sides to avoid the inadvertent touch that would wake her extrasensory ability. She suspected this house had never been filled with family or laughter. She didn’t need to rouse her gift and confirm it.

No, she’d had enough darkness to last her a good long while.

“We’ll be safe here, Savannah.” Gideon turned on another lamp in the space where he stood now. He removed his black leather trench coat and laid it on the bed. Fastened around the hips of his black combat fatigues, he wore a thick belt studded with all manner of weapons--a pair of pistols, an array of knives, including the savage blade that he’d wielded back at the station. He took off the belt and placed it on top of his coat. “Savannah, I give you my word, I’m not going to let anything happen to you. You

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