Darkening Dawn (The Lockman Chronicles Book 5) by Rob Cornell

Author:Rob Cornell [Cornell, Rob]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Paradox Publications
Published: 2015-04-22T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty

JESSIE WOKE TO THE SOUND of chopping air.

As she came out of sleep, the last gluey strands of a dream came with her. Mostly images of her father. And a panicked sensation that had her heart racing.

But the memory of the dream broke apart when she heard the chopping sound.

Then shook off enough sleep to recognize the sound.

Helicopter.

“Shit.”

She scrambled to her feet. Cold mud caked the side of her jeans and her sweatshirt sleeve. She felt a dry mud crust on her cheek and a matching crust on a couple fingers of one hand. She must have stuck the hand in the dirt then wiped her face in her sleep.

Her heart rate picked up speed again.

She looked up, searching the strip of sky left visible from the river’s cut through the woods. The copter’s sound grew louder, but she still didn’t have a visual.

Didn’t have a visual. You sound like Craig.

Well, she could sure use his mindset right now. He would know what to do.

She did have enough sense to grab her backpack and move away from the river, into the cover of the trees. Her breathing ran out of her control, rushing in and out of her lungs in trembling gulps. She felt light-headed. Was this what it felt like to hyperventilate?

Rushing while trying to keep from tripping on rocks or fallen branches, Jessie moved deeper into the forest until the river disappeared from view. The whole while, breathing came harder and harder.

She stopped to lean against a tree, closed her eyes, and focused on taking back control of her breathing. The swelling sound of the helicopter kept distracting her like one of those fucking mosquitoes buzzing in her ear. Only she couldn’t swat away the helicopter.

I don’t have time to breathe.

She wasn’t dumb enough to think they only had the helicopter out looking for her. They would have agents on the ground, picking their way through the trees, eyes peeled for a stupid teenager who thought she could escape one of the most powerful institutions in the world.

Quit feeling sorry for yourself. Breathe like a normal human being and then haul ass.

She clapped her hands over her ears. In her mind she recited lines from the movie Reservoir Dogs. One of her favorites. She had every line memorized. Used to drive Ryan crazy when she would act out the entire scene where Harvey Keitel explains how to force a bank manager to cooperate during a heist by cutting off his fingers, then ends it by saying—

“I’m hungry,” Jessie said aloud. “Let’s go get a taco.”

She had absorbed herself so fully in her memories of Ryan, she hadn’t noticed when her breathing calmed.

She uncovered her ears. The copter sounded like it was right above her.

Damn it, they had to have a tracker on her somehow. Or a spell.

No, you idiot. The shitstorm you caused back at the landfill was clue enough.

She knew how they operated. They could easily narrow down the distance she could travel from the landfill on foot.

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