Demon's Game by Katherine Bogle

Author:Katherine Bogle [Bogle, Katherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

“So where are we headed?” I asked the second we were back out on the street. Cold air pushed back my hair and I shivered in the breeze.

“Across town,” Ryker said.

I groaned. “Driving across the city during rush hour will be hell.”

Ryker grunted his agreement. “Let’s take the subway.”

“Good idea.”

Ryker led the way down the street to the nearest subway station. I took the subway every day, but I don’t think I’d ever get used to the disgusting smell. I wrinkled my nose as we stepped out onto the platform, the stench of urine and sweat clinging to my nose. Was it just me, or was the smell worse than usual?

The ground rumbled beneath my feet with the sound of the approaching train. A horn blared, and I clutched my purse close. I’d had it stolen once before, which is why I’d invested in a bag with a cross-body strap. Still, the memory of a man in a mask ripping my bag away from me and tearing up the subway station steps still haunted me every time I stepped foot on a subway platform.

“Are you all right? Afraid something will get stolen?” Ryker asked. He glanced from my face to my hands clutching my purse close.

“I’m fine,” I said with a tight smile.

The train pulled up to the station before he could respond. Dozens of New Yorkers slipped out of the train onto the platform. As soon as the doors were clear, I rushed forward to get inside along with dozens of others.

This time of night, the train was packed—frying my nerves. I hated being squeezed up against strangers, gripping the bar above my head for fear I might fall. The train lurched forward, and I stiffened my legs to keep from falling. My knuckles were white around the plastic handhold.

“You don’t like subways,” Ryker guessed. “Why didn’t you say anything?” His breath was hot on my neck. He stood behind me, only a scarce couple of inches between us.

I shook my head in an attempt to get myself together. “It’s not like I’m deathly afraid of them or anything.”

He snorted softly.

“What? I’m not! I just don’t like being so close to dozens of strangers.” Seriously, who enjoyed that?

His hand rested on my hip, simultaneously calming and grounding me, while also sending a shiver through my entire body. My legs swayed, suddenly made of jelly.

“Everything will be fine,” he assured me. His voice was low and rugged, not helping my jelly-legs one bit. “I’ve got you.”

I nodded slightly as his chest pressed against my back. His body helped to steady me, and though he had been a stranger just last night, I relaxed.

By the time we pulled up to our stop, my heart had stopped racing, and my legs stopped wobbling.

Ryker guided me out of the train car and into the station. We reached the street without a word. A bracing rush of air tore my hair from my shoulders and sent it whipping against my face. I pushed it aside, trying in vain to tuck it behind my ears.

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