Arise (Book Three in The Arson Saga) by Vega Estevan

Author:Vega, Estevan [Vega, Estevan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Capulet Entertainment
Published: 2014-07-02T16:00:00+00:00

Emery could only make out faint shadows from where she stood outside. She ran around to the other end of the cabin, breath still short, and found an open window. Her eyes felt heavy, and every time she swallowed, it hurt. But she raised her right hand and cut into the screen with the screwdriver she’d taken from the truck. It was enough for a small frame like hers to trespass. All she had to do was lift her body up high enough. She prayed she had the strength.

With a sigh, she pulled herself up halfway. She could hear a man screaming and dealing out blows. She wished Adam hadn’t been so stubborn and cruel. She wished he had full use of his powers so he could destroy this idiot. But this was where they were now, and she had made the choice to return, despite being warned it was a mistake.

Her chest fluttered, though, when she heard Ruth gasping, because it meant the kind old soul was alive.

Emery snaked into the room. Her fingertips touched down on a dryer. She managed to sort-of hover over the outdated appliance while she fought to get the rest of her body past the mesh screen. Her leg scraped the side of the window as she crawled in. A piece of split wood from the window frame shredded some of the denim material and scraped her shin. It stung but didn’t bleed. A thin line of sweat dripped into her left eye as she lowered herself onto the floor. So stealth she felt like a ninja.

“You never shoulda come here, boy,” Ruth said. Emery remained quiet, sliding along the tiles. She paused at the doorframe, strands of hair sliding over her face. She brushed them back, hoping her sudden appearance went unnoticed.

“I will f-f-find them,” the doctor threatened. He resembled a reptile, and looked as if he were undergoing some kind of metamorphosis. “I will reclaim my work, and you…you will not live to s-s-s-see the next sunrise.”

It became obvious that the laundry room was adjacent to a bedroom. Emery quickly leapt up, making sure to stay as light on her feet as humanly possible. She twisted the door handle, and thankfully, the knob didn’t make a sound. With tense nerves, she stepped into the bedroom. Now she had a clearer picture of what was happening. Ruth lay just feet away. She’d been shot multiple times, and her blood continued to seep into the carpet. Emery couldn’t hold back the tears any longer. It all happened so fast. Why did she hesitate?

Her eyes left Ruth for a second and retraced the events that must’ve transpired. They stopped at the entrance of the cabin. The doorway she had walked through only hours earlier had been redesigned with bullets, the front door nearly blown off its hinges and made complete by a mammoth hole in the center.

Ruth wheezed, and when she did, Emery couldn’t help but think of Abraham Finch, her elderly friend from that

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