Echoes (Echoes Book 1) by Therin Knite

Author:Therin Knite [Knite, Therin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Knite and Day Publishing
Published: 2014-01-07T05:00:00+00:00

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“An intellectual orgasm.”

My head snaps up, the healing muscles in my shoulder tightening so hard a hiss blows through my teeth. I was so engrossed in heterochromia lady’s case file that I didn’t hear anyone enter the surgery room. The man standing opposite me has a skewed grin. It matches his skewed workstation glasses, on which top secret information from some specialized computer somewhere in the EDPA office scrolls and pops up and flashes and fizzles out and alters in various colors of the digital rainbow. A hazy image of him floats to my mental surface: he was at the Manson house with Dynara.

“Is that what you call an epiphany?” I ask.

“Sometimes,” he says.

Lana, who’s busy packing up her equipment for the night, chuckles and throws in, “Lance likes to add the word ‘orgasm’ to everything.”

“Why?” I smirk at Lance. “Has the amount of cream in your coffee clogged your brain?”

A blond eyebrow rises over the rim of his glasses. “Dy didn’t tell you that, did she?”

“No, she had five coffees. All of them were telling in some fashion, and you seem to be someone who likes to blunt the coffee-ness of coffee.”

“Is that a metaphor for something dark and depressing?” He pushes the glasses farther up the bridge of his nose.

“Is it?” The answer is yes, and we both know it. He’s a few years older than me, but we’ve seen the same level of life shit at this point. The dampened horror of losing a loved one is prevalent in his eyes (though amused), his posture (though carefree), and the item of remembrance (probably a ring) he has on a necklace hidden under his shirt.

“You know already, so why bother to answer?”

“And how do you know I know?”

“Oh, gods almighty,” Lana mumbles. She grabs her orange pea coat and heads for the door. “I’m getting the hell out of dodge before you boys descend into some quasi-philosophical riddle war.” On the threshold, she hesitates. “I’m sure you know this already, Adem, but don’t overuse your arm for the next week or so. Unless you want to end up in another doctor’s surgery room. I don’t like repeat customers. So if you screw up my work, I’ll kick you to the curb.” With that, she disappears into the maze of EDPA halls.

“You have that same look Dynara gets when she analyzes me,” Lance says. “That’s how I know you know.” He shuffles over to a counter bolted to the wall next to the syringe cabinet and grabs the short stool underneath it. All it takes is a light tug to send it rolling my way. It bounces off the edge of my surgery bed and rebounds a few feet before coming to a stop. Lance seats himself on it with no adjustment like he knew exactly where it was going to go.

He didn’t.

“It’s as if you’re looking right through me,” he continues, “like I’m nothing but words and images stockpiled into a physical shape.” His head is cocked to the right, curiosity alight in his gaze.

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