Forest of Memory by Mary Robinette Kowal

Author:Mary Robinette Kowal
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Tom Doherty Associates

Dawn woke me.

If you haven’t spent the night in the woods, just know that little birdsa re damn noisy. I mean . . . holy shit. They are so loud. And deeply, hatefully,cheerful. Each Disney princess should have made it her mission in life to teach birds to be quiet in the morning. At no point during the three days I was in the woods did I get used to it.

The tent confused me again, but no t as long this time. On the off chance that Johnny was asleep and I could sneak away, I rolled over and pulled the flap of the tent open.

No luck. Johnny was stretched out on the ground in front of the tent. His eyes were open, and he was staring right at me. And yes, he still had that mask on. I didn’t get the sense that he’d hurriedly put it back in place either. I flinched a little, but not as badly as earlier.

“I have to pee.” My voice was shockingly loud in the clearing, even with the birds in a full frenzy of happiness.

“So do it.”

He didn’t even lift his head from the rolled-up coat he was using as a pillow. He was in a sleeping bag, but the side was unzipped and one foot hung out. He’d taken his boots off, but otherwise he seemed to be fully dressed.

“Aren’t you worried I’ll escape?”

“Nope.”

“I thought that was why you tranqed me.”

“Oh, you might run, but I’m not worried about you ESCAPING.”

The hell of it was that he didn’t have a reason to be worried about that. Shit. My earlier attempt had shown that, and, thank you, I did not want to get druggged again. I crawled out of the tent, half tempted to knee him as I did. Pretty sure I knew how that would play out, so I didn’t even try.

When I got back from peeing he was up, boots on, and rolling up his sleeping bag.

“So what’s the plan for today?”

Crouching on his haunches, he glanced up at me, continuing to roll up the sleeping bag. “I’m going out to shoot some things. You’re going to stay here.”

“That sounds like a long, boring day for me.” Though what I was actually thinking was that it would be a chance to look at the stuff he was using.

“So wander around the woods. I’ll find you when I get back.”

“You’re awfully confident in your tracking skills.”

He tossed the sleeping bag into the tent and stood. His gaze drifted over to my left, and he tilted his head, listening to something I couldn’t hear, and then he repeated someone else’s words. “Katya . . . You need to understand that we can find you anywhere now. Please do not cause difficulties. It would be unpleasant.”

I have played that over in my head so many times. “We can find you anywhere.” And then that extra word. “Now.” We can find you anywhere NOW.

They had tagged me.

While I was asleep, he’d inserted a fucking transponder into my body somewhere.

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