Death's Hand: An Urban Fantasy Action Adventure: (The Corvin Chance Chronicles: Book 2) by N. P. Martin & MJ Kraus

Death's Hand: An Urban Fantasy Action Adventure: (The Corvin Chance Chronicles: Book 2) by N. P. Martin & MJ Kraus

Author:N. P. Martin & MJ Kraus [Martin, N. P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Muonic Press Inc
Published: 2018-11-29T16:00:00+00:00


13

It was as though something alien had attached itself to me; a parasite bent on taking over my body and mind. Still in shock after everything, I was driving back to the cottage as I tried not to look at the incongruous appendage now attached to my right arm. Every time I looked at the strangely clawed hand I felt slightly sick to my stomach, especially since I knew the hand belonged to some evil bloody Magi from years ago who probably left a trail of entrails and death behind him before he finally died.

I missed my own hand. Somehow I had thought that I would get it back after I was done with Drakkar’s, but Manannán soon shattered that notion when he casually handed it to Enbarr to chow down on and swallow. Just the thought of the steed crushing my flesh and bone between his huge teeth turned my stomach further. I was now left with the question of what I was going to do about my new appendage once I was done with it, assuming I didn’t die first. Was I supposed to just chop it off as Manannán had chopped mine off, and discard it once more to the sea? I had no idea, and decided I didn’t need to know until I had found and stopped Sorcha. Until then, that had to be my only priority.

As I drove along the peninsula with the morning sun now beating down strongly, I would notice on occasion that the Hand would make movements on its own, without any conscious direction from me. They were just small movements, like gripping the steering wheel harder than necessary, or the fingers would flex themselves, but they were enough to freak me out slightly, and to make me wonder if the Hand was gearing itself up for full autonomy.

By the time I made it back to the cottage, I couldn’t help wondering if the Hand of Drakkar was going to be the death of me.



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