Exiled: Kenly's Story (A Talented Novel) by Davis Sophie

Author:Davis, Sophie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal, young adult, science fiction, teen, dystopian, julia crane, jessica sorensen, mortal instruments, jennifer armentrout, soul screamers
Publisher: Dabber and Baehr

TUG’S PUB WAS a ghost town. Willa and a part-time waiter/dishwasher/busboy named Gabe, who I’d seen a handful of times, were both standing behind the bar watching the local news on the wallscreen. Tug himself was nowhere in sight.

The lack of customers did little to ease the tension that was making me twitchy. There was an ominous atmosphere inside the Giraffe that I couldn’t shake.

You’re being paranoid, I told myself. It’s just slow tonight. Those old guys have to take a night off from drinking every once in a while.

“Hey,” Willa called as James closed the door behind us.

I gave a terse smile in reply and Willa’s hazel gaze shifted to James. One look from my companion and Gabe muttered something about unclogging the grease trap and disappeared into the back.

“Wasn’t expecting you two for a while yet. Everything alright?” Willa asked, eyes bouncing between James and me.

I slid onto a barstool and James claimed the one next to mine.

“Where’s Tug?” James asked.

Willa’s jaw tightened. “Granddad’s still a bit under the weather. He went to have a lie down. Why?”

“We had a spot of a run-in on Tiber, at the King’s Pub. With some Chrome-haters. The owner threatened to call the bobbies,” James explained.

I stared guiltily down at my hands. I didn’t regret what I’d done, obviously. And even with that coil of anger that had been unfurling in my belly, I was proud of the restraint I’d managed. But now that we were on safe ground, I was thinking of all the things I should’ve done differently, the ways I could’ve better handled the situation. For instance, instead of using my Talents to free the fish from James’s throat, I could’ve used the Heimlich maneuver. Having been trained in rudimentary first-aid I actually knew the technique. Instead, I’d panicked, acting on instincts so ingrained, so much a part of who I was that, I hadn’t given a second thought to the consequences. That momentary lapse in discretion had cost us. Judging by the alarmed expression on Willa’s face as James recounted the events at the King’s Pub, probably a lot more than I even realized.

“Bloody hell. And tonight of all nights,” Willa muttered when James finished telling the story. Well, a slightly edited version of it. He left out the part about my intrusive line of questioning that caused him to choke.

“It’s before long then, is it?” James asked.

“I reckon so. Looks as if they’re going full monty tonight, doing a final roundup. The Network is reporting an upturn in attacks, warning all Chromes to keep off the streets.” Willa shook her head disgustedly and gestured towards the now mute wallscreen. “Course proper media has their gobs shut ‘bout it. Typical prats.”

Deciphering my new friends’ foreign brand of English had become second nature to me, but now it seemed they were talking in riddles. What was coming soon? What was a roundup? What was the Network?

I opened my mouth to give voice to these troubling thoughts when the chimes over the door tinkled.

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