Flee (Codename: Chandler Book 1) by J.A. Konrath & Ann Voss Peterson

Author:J.A. Konrath & Ann Voss Peterson
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: AmazonEncore
Published: 2012-10-30T04:00:00+00:00

After gathering the equipment I would need, I left Fleming at the bunker and retraced my steps through the forest. The sky was a giant, black blanket, only a glimpse of stars and moon between clouds. The wind had died down. I found Clancy’s body without too much difficulty. Trying not to look too closely at the ground meat and bits of skull formerly known as her face, I grabbed her ankle and dragged her through trees and brush, fifty meters south to a dirt road.

Sweat slicked my back from the effort, cool in the night air. I had just managed to slow my breathing when headlights split the night. A green Humvee stopped near me, and the driver’s window lowered. Fleming peered out from behind the wheel. “Need some help?”

I wasn’t sure how my sister meant to help lift a body into the van without the use of her legs, but I had no doubt she’d find a way. I waved her offer away. “I can manage.”

The Hummer’s interior flatbed was lined with plastic, no doubt Fleming’s plan to contain the blood and fluids. Using her arms to lift herself out of the driver’s seat and into a chair, she met me in the back. For a moment, she said nothing, just stared down at the body I’d loaded inside, then I saw the shine in her eyes.

At least she didn’t have to look at Clancy’s face, since it was no longer there.” Did you know her?”

Fleming shook her head. “Not personally.”

“But you knew you had sisters.”

“Only you. Until today.” She glanced up at me. “I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you.”

I shrugged a shoulder. “I always wondered what it would be like to have a sister. I never imagined I would have six...and that five of them would want to kill me. That sort of weakens the sisterly bond.”

Fleming gave me a dry smile. “Well, I’m glad to finally meet you.”

My throat tightened, and all I could manage was a nod.

She returned the gesture and pulled a plastic package from a duffel of equipment she’d brought with her. “Do you want me to do it?”

“Do you want to?”

“No.”

“Me neither. Rock scissors paper?”

Her eyes crinkled. “Are you serious?”

“We could flip a coin. Got a coin?”

“I don’t. OK, we’ll go on three. One...two...three.”

I made my hand into scissors. So did Fleming. Since her hand looked exactly the same as mine, it was a pretty surreal moment.

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