Fire Sacrifice (The Sentinels Book 5) by David J. Normoyle

Author:David J. Normoyle [Normoyle, David J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-18T06:00:00+00:00

Part II

Fire Sacrifice

Chapter 18

Tuesday 16:35

Jo upended the game board, sending the pieces flying throughout the room.

Jeroah, Persia, and I looked at her in shock. She was the calm and level-headed one—the last one we would have expected to lose her temper.

“What?” She returned our stares challengingly. “The stupid game is impossible to win. And I need some air.” She yanked open the motel room door.

“Don’t go too far,” I said.

Her only answer was to slam the door shut behind her. Alex, lying down on the far bed, giggled. “We broke Jo.”

“It’s not funny,” I said. “If Jo can’t hold it together, what hope is there for the rest of us.”

“Not much hope,” Jeroah said with a smirk. “Not much hope at all.”

I scowled at him and bit back a reply. Trust Jeroah to escalate every comment. He was all edges, making it impossible not to rub against him the wrong way. For the last three weeks, the five of us had lived in the cramped confines of two connected motel rooms, and I generally managed to avoid bickering with him, but it always took effort.

“I swear these motel rooms get smaller every day,” Persia said. “Even the patience of a saint wears off eventually.” She was suffering through the experience as much if not more than me, but with Beacon’s influence over the city growing, and no plan how to combat him, we all feared to leave.

Feared to leave, and worried about what was to happen to Alex. I glanced across at him. Even though he chose not to play himself, he liked to watch; a copy of the game instructions lay open on the bed beside him. He hadn’t managed to leave the bed once in the last three week. He may have gotten worse over that time, but it was hard to tell for sure; he certainly hadn’t improved. I had no idea how we could help him. Jo said that she had ideas about how to remove the summoning crystal from Alex’s body and occasionally spent long hours scribbling in a notebook. But Jo’s expertise was in using science to channel the power of Brimstone, and with the connection between Brimstone and Earth broken, I didn’t see what exactly she could do.

Persia bent down to pick up the board game pieces, and I helped her—one handed, of course. My useless lump of a right hand couldn’t pick up large simple objects such as bowls or cups, never mind the tiny little cubes of yellow, black, blue that made up the board game pieces. By now, I didn’t instinctively reach out with my right hand as a first reaction, so in that sense I had gotten used to my new handicap. In another sense, though, I would never get used to it. I had gone from effectively being a superhero—even though I had been one who seriously misused his powers—to being a cripple. I was as useless as my right hand.

The board game we’d been playing was called Pandemic.

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