Fate: No Strings Attached by Erik Schubach

Author:Erik Schubach
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Erik Schubach

Chapter 9 – Enid

By the time we got to Ilwaco, it was getting late in the day. We left the reavers behind, which showed Andreya was correct in her assumption about how they were tracking us so easily. They weren't prepared for us to leave another city behind us.

Knotted threads, was this to be our lives now? Running? Every fiber of my being wanted to turn and lean into the storm. We were Fate, and nobody dictated ours. Like she could read me, Drey gave my hand a squeeze as she navigated the streets in the little town by the water.

She said quietly as to not wake up Atta in the back seat, who was gently snoring with her head on Lach's shoulder, “We just need to get our bearings. Face them on our terms, not theirs.”

I turned my gaze from the back seat to her. The street lights brightening and dimming in rhythm as we passed under them lit her pale green eyes again and again. She was a spectacular woman who didn't hesitate to wade in to fight something not of her world to protect others. She had a fire in her eyes but also a touch of fear I didn't expect to see there.

Then I realized, maybe for the first time, that she was human... mortal... and she was standing with us against that same storm. I was getting more and more used to thinking myself a Fate as my memories trickled in. For the first time, I saw my detective as something breakable. But that somehow made her that much stronger and more beautiful to me. Something... more.

She cocked her head to the side and gave me a questioning smile, knocking me out of my epiphany. I just shook my head and turned to look out the window with a slight smile on my face.

Ilwaco was all about the water it seemed, like so many other seaside towns. There were docks and boats everywhere in the pleasure craft port which dominated the community. I looked as we moved along the road which paralleled the huge delta where the mighty Columbia River met the Pacific Ocean. I think I had been here once when I was Hannah, but the memory was a little fuzzy.

The Columbia Delta was immense, at least four miles wide, and Ilwaco was tucked into a protected bay between a jutting peninsula and Sand Island.

She pulled us into a little waterside restaurant, Tim's, which proclaimed proudly on a fish-shaped sign, that they had the best fish and chips for another 4,130 miles. A big red arrow pointed west below it, and I had to chuckle, weren't the Russian Kuril Islands about that far across the Pacific from here?

Hey, I studied as much of the world as I could at the library when trying to remember who I was, so shush.

Atta yawned and sat up when the vehicle stopped. I smiled back at her and Drey said, “Time to fuel ourselves then the car. The Water Pixie is close.

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