A Taste of Tomorrow - The Dystopian Boxed Set (11 Book Collection) by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2013-12-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two: Aftermath

Vincent could think of no other plan than to play dead as the Huntsmen, freed on his command, rushed into the station. The Tube Riders were out of sight behind the moving train, and a moment later it was gone, taking them with it. Two Huntsmen were on his side of the tracks, two on the other. Vincent thought for a moment he was the next victim, but then, howling like a pack of rabid wolves, the Huntsmen leapt down on to the tracks and bounded away into the tunnel.

As silence descended, Vincent climbed to his feet. Three nails had hit him in the thigh. One had fallen loose while the other two were imbedded deep and wouldn’t move. Every time he touched them bolts of pain lanced up his side.

Still, moving slowly, he could walk. He found himself marveling at the resourcefulness of the Tube Riders; the skinny, odd-looking one in particular. He hoped to put a bullet in that one personally.

A few feet away lay the body of the girl who had captured the blind Huntsman. Vincent hobbled over and looked down.

It had mauled her bad enough that she would never need to worry about boyfriends again, he thought darkly, but underneath the blood he could see the slow rise and fall of her chest. A small moan when he nudged her with his foot confirmed that she still lived.

I’m the one who got away. He knew what she meant, of course. There was no way a normal human could have survived such a mauling. And if what she claimed was true, Vincent thought, maybe she could be of some use to them.

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Leland Clayton was pissed. Climbing from the car outside the abandoned station, it was all he could do not to draw his gun and flick off the safety. Vincent had gone above his authority, ordering the Huntsmen called off in an attempt to ambush the Tube Riders. Clayton, whose idea it had been to stake out the station in case one or more might return, had expected to view their bodies only after the Huntsmen had finished. Just minutes ago, though, Vincent had called him and muttered some lame excuse that an “altered” plan had failed, and that the Tube Riders had escaped, but not to worry because the Huntsmen were once again on their trail.

Vincent, vying for commendation from the Governor, had gone behind Clayton’s back again. Maybe, Clayton reflected, this was one time too many.

Inside the station, he found Vincent leaning against the wall, a couple of aides tending to a wound in the younger agent’s leg.

‘Okay, so what the fuck just happened here?’ Clayton’s fingers had gone to the gun again, and he purposefully pulled his hand away and stuck it in his trouser pocket.

Vincent yelped in pain as one of the aides dabbed his leg with antiseptic. ‘I’m sorry, Clayton. It was my fault–’

‘You’re damn right it was. We’re under orders from the Governor himself to take those kids out. He ordered the Huntsmen, and you ordered them off.

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