Fighting Midnight: Ankarrah Chronicles Book Two: A Paranormal Urban Fantasy by J.D. Dexter

Author:J.D. Dexter [Dexter, J.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-18T06:00:00+00:00

18

“What’s up? What’s the trouble?” I ask as I walk into the kitchen to find a huddle of Hunter, Lando, Brockten, Kez, Brent, Brian, and Sarah.

“Hey, Sarah. When did you get here?”

“I snuck in with Brent while you were distracted.” She glances at the clear square in my hands.

“Well, I’m glad you’re here. How’s Jamie?”

“She’s doing so much better after you and Hunter helped her. I’m still not sure how you did it, or even what you did, but she sends her love. We all do.” She gives me a huge smile.

“I’m just glad we could help. Tell her to keep doing the exercises Hunter gave her. He’s been practicing with his adira, so he has some kind of idea on what he’s doing.” I wrap my arm around his waist.

“I’ll do that. I’m here because I’ve heard through the grapevine that Finley and Hunter are going to be pulled to D.C. for some kind of hearing,” Sarah answers.

“What does that mean?” Hunter asks.

“It means nothing. They aren’t going,” Brent says. “They have no legal right to pull them across multiple states just for a hearing. And why D.C? No.” He shakes his head. “They aren’t going,” he says firmly.

“Because that’s where Scarsman and Lockwood are stationed now,” Sarah answers. The energy in the room heightens the way it always does when supernatural abilities are being used.

“Don’t manipulate me, Sarah. I’m entitled to my feelings.” Brent steps away from her, removing himself from her touch.

She steps back, her head bent, her shoulders drooping.

I step up to him, making sure to speak only loud enough for him to hear me, “Yes, you are. But it doesn’t give you the right to be a douche. She’s trying to offer you comfort. She hasn’t gotten the hang of it yet without her abilities. Don’t knock her back for trying.” My voice reaches only him.

He closes his eyes, breathes deeply through his nose. I see his shoulders settle as well. “You’re right. Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize to me.” I flick my eyes to Sarah.

He steps over, pulling her into his arms. She ducks her head into his shoulder. Low murmuring is the only indication of a conversation.

“How did Scarsman and Lockwood get into the D.C. branch? I thought Rickman fired them after we got back and gave our statements a couple months ago.” Hunter asks.

We all wait for an answer.

“Ahem.” I raise my voice, interrupting the couple a handful of steps away.

“Sorry,” Sarah says, blushing.

“Yeah, making out when we’re having war discussions isn’t really the best use of our time,” Brian says, all snark.

Brent flips him off behind Sarah’s back.

“What was the question?” she asks. She runs her hands over her hair, tucking the strands behind her ears.

Hunter repeats it.

“Through political maneuvering. Lockwood has someone high up in D.C. She pulled some strings for herself and Scarsman. They actually work for DHS now.” Her nose wrinkles.

“Great,” I mutter.

“Then how do they expect us to go to D.C. for some hearing? We haven’t done anything to land on anyone’s radar since getting back.

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