Fire: A Dystopian Thriller (The Slave Games Trilogy Book 3) by Jim Heskett

Author:Jim Heskett [Heskett, Jim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Royal Arch Books
Published: 2019-02-12T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Six

In the basement of this brick building the sun worshippers called their hideout, Tenney sat. It was damp and stale and smelled of old plumbing, but he didn’t care about the aesthetics. He wanted to be alone down here. Away from these terrorists who called themselves freedom fighters or patriots or whatever. They were murderers.

Had Tenney murdered? Yes, he had. But he had done it in self-defense, or to protect the innocent, or to overthrow an evil or right a wrong. Two days ago, these sun worshippers had blown up a tea shop filled with regular people who had done nothing wrong. Not even soldados. Civilians. Expendable cards in a game of Fours, and the sole purpose of their deaths had been to send a message to the king. But, there was no way to know if he received it.

It may have even killed Yorick and Rosia.

No, Tenney didn’t believe they were dead. They were out there in the city, somewhere. He had to think his friends were smart enough to find a way out of that mess.

But, none of this mattered much to Tenney. Sooner or later, the sun worshipper leader Santiago would kick him out of the group. It was only a matter of time. They would realize he was not like them and wasn’t here for the same reasons.

Tenney had been in trouble with the boss for not participating in the tea shop bombing, for running away from the group when he’d found out about it. When he’d come back, Tenney had said he’d stashed a box full of gold at the abandoned building across the street. His excuse was that he worried the gold would have been obliterated by the bomb, so he raced to save it.

And Santiago had believed the lie or had at least given the impression he believed it. But, in the days since, Tenney was starting to think the boss had soured of him. That, one way or another, Tenney’s stay with these people was about to come to an end. Santiago had promised to send the entire crew to beat him up for any infraction. So far, that had not proved true. Maybe it was still coming.

So, Tenney sat on the cold floor in the musty basement, staring at the exposed brick, waiting for someone to come tell him he was no longer welcome to sleep here and eat here if he would not participate in their inhumane acts. And then, Tenney had no idea what he would do. Yorick and Rosia were off somewhere. Maybe even dead. Malina was gone. Forever. What did Tenney have left to care about?

Memories of their last night together rolled around in his head like tumbleweeds. It hadn’t been much of a night, actually. They were in the back seat of the car they had bought from that old lady in Rock Springs. When the battery ran down, they pulled over and slept on the side of the road. Tenney had reclined, his stomach wound throbbing, with Malina nestled in the crook of his arm.

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