Far From Home by Michael Blue

Author:Michael Blue [Blue, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-02-06T07:00:00+00:00

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Chapter 14

Troublesome Thoughts

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What he heard next sounded a great deal like a small war taking place on the other side of the rock as a large fish jumped and fell back broadside into the water near the cliff. Over the violent thrashing echoing back to him off the cliff face, Riddick could hear Coulter's voice cursing the fish's linage, akinning it to slugs, snakes and Riddicks... or at least one Riddick in particular... as she sputtered and splashed. Riddick couldn't see her, but so long as he could hear her voicing an opinion, he wasn't worried that she was drowning so he simply waited to see what would happen. After a few minutes the splashing subsided, though not the fussing, and after a few more she went quiet. She came around the front of the rock, half walking, half swimming, in water up to her chest with her purse floating behind her back like a sparkling buoy. She avoided cutting through the algae and cattails growing next to the rock and angled for the rocky sand below their camp. Her movement had an awkward jerking action to it, as if she couldn't keep her feet straight underneath her. As water became shallower, her weight gave her better footing, but the awkward movement continued. It quickly became obvious she still had the 'pole'... and she had something on the line that wasn't following quietly.

There was nothing demure about his little secretary now. The shallower the lake became, the more sure her movement got, until she stood rigid in the knee deep water in front of him. And she was hot... Riddick half expected he should be seeing steam coming off her or feel sparks prickling his brain the way her eyes were burning. And he took note of something else. As she stood there dripping, her hair dark and flat hanging in her face, the sopping clothes clung toher slight form enhancing all the curves. And there was a little more there under that loose top than he'd originally imagined... she certainly wasn't stacked, but her shape was not as slight as it originally appeared. He also liked what was behind her... something dark and silver thrashed and flipped, stirring up the water, tugging at her arm, but she held firm.

"I'm cold and I'm wet," she fumed with righteous indignation, "and it's gonna pay!"

She lifted the 'pole,' the line rolled up short, so that she dragged a large dark fish from the water. The frantic creature was a sleek glossy blue black along the top with iridescent ruby and turquoise spots flashing like running lights down its sides above a metallic silver belly. Definitely in the trout family, Riddick decided. It wasn't quite as big as the hawk's, but there was more than enough to make a meal for both of them.

"You catch it; you clean it," he drawled, and he watched her brows knit.

"Clean it?"

Let me guess. Your daddy did the cleaning. "Yeah, you know, clean it. Slice it open... pull the guts out.

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