Angelbound THRAX by Christina Bauer

Author:Christina Bauer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Monster House Books

Chapter Seventeen

Eight hours later, we’re all still hanging out in the Industrial Arms hotel, only we’re no closer to finding Lincoln. I’m trying to be patient, emphasis on the word trying.

I shift my position on the mega-uncomfortable couch of my fancypants hotel suite. It’s like someone painted a bunch of cinderblocks, jammed them together into a couch-shape, and then decided to charge people two grand a night to sit on its chilly magnificence.

Come to think of it, I wouldn’t be too surprised if that’s the real plan here. After all, I am staying in the penthouse of a swank boutique hotel. For all I know, cinderblock couches are the latest thing.

Zeke sits at a massive table on the other side of my equally massive suite. At least, I think the thing is a table. To me, it just looks like a big blob of Plexiglas stuffed with rusted screws. Cissy calls it post-industrial chic.

Whatever.

She can call it anything she wants, so long as we figure out how to use those magic binoculars and the ledger soon. The three of us escaped from Ethan’s research building more than eight hours ago. Once we showered the smoke away, we changed into new jeans and T-shirt combos thanks to Cissy’s superior shopping skills. Ever since then, the three of us have been holed up in this hotel room, trying to get the binoculars and ledger to work.

Needless to say, that’s been a big bust. I had the first go, and that’s three hours of my life that I’ll never get back. For the last ninety minutes, it’s been Zeke’s turn while Cissy sits by him for moral support. Mostly, every time he loses his cool, she pats his hand and says, “Try again.” It’s really cute.

I fiddle with the TV remote for the umpteenth time. It’s my job to watch for any reports about Hunter Enterprises and their big Touch The Tech Event at the airport. It’s all over the news, so tracking the latest info should keep me busy.

And it is.

Sort of.

I try to focus on the screen, but I keep sneaking looks at my friends. Are they making any progress? I’m trying not to hover and glare, but it isn’t easy.

Plus, there isn’t a whole lot else to check out in this hotel suite. Everything is black leather and rusted machine parts encased in Plexiglas. It may be industrial chic, but I keep worrying that I’ll need a tetanus shot if I get too close to anything. Even so, what really has me concerned is how the suite is covered in old mirrors. I check them constantly, but I haven’t seen Lincoln at all yet. Craning to look over my shoulder, I peep at the big mirror behind the couch.

Nope. Still no sign of him.

Again.

My stomach churns with nausea. It’s been hours since I last saw Lincoln reflected in the mirrors in Arx Hall. All the waiting and worrying is making me seriously queasy.

Although that could be the pregnancy, too.

Or the fact that I just escaped a burning building.

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