Ghosts and Hunter Boys (Misfit Academy Book 2) by A. Vers

Author:A. Vers [Vers, A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Ryder

We were blindfolded and forced into the rear of the Jeep. Morgan’s sobs were so quiet, so heartbroken, that my fingernails dug into my palms until blood welled. I wanted to apologize for putting her through this. For not realizing the hunters were in the woods until they had already surrounded her.

But I couldn’t stop seeing the gun pressed to her head. And with the blindfold, there was nothing that my eyes could focus on instead. I was stuck with that image on a constant loop.

Damn them. Damn them all for this.

The Jeep swayed and the dull hum of the engine was broken only by the constant bump of the roadways. The hunters spoke in low tones near the front. But my hearing wasn’t as good as Morgan’s and with her broken breathing, I couldn’t get my attention to shift from her. I wanted to pull her into my arms. To comfort her. But it was impossible with my wrists bound.

Not that I expected her to tolerate me. Ever again.

But I got us into this mess, and I was going to have to get us out.

Somehow.

The voices near the front trickled off and the car began to slow.

We were stopping. Why?

The Jeep rocked a little as it was put into park and the front doors opened and closed.

For a long moment, I didn’t move. Didn’t speak. No other sounds came from the front of the car.

I stiffened. “Morgan.” Her sobs blanketed my ears. “Morgan, I think we stopped.”

She sniffed. “Can ... you see anything?” Her voice was ragged and missing the normal husky rasp.

“No,” I told her. “I’m still blindfolded.”

“Ryder, what are they going to do to us?”

I didn’t have an answer for her. Not one that didn’t inevitably end with our ultimate end. “I don’t know,” I finally said. “The leader was looking at you like you were a damn science experiment.”

“I don’t understand what that means.” Her voice was so soft, so timid. This was not Morgan from the first time I met her. This was Morgan after she had been kidnapped by Giroux at Lokworth.

And her sobs suddenly seemed so much worse.

“I’m going to get us out of this,” I whispered. “I swear it.”

Her breathing hitched. “I’m sorry, Ryder. For not telling you.”

My eyes closed behind the blindfold and I tried to squirm closer. Her cooler frame brushed mine and she let out a yell. “It’s just me,” I told her fast. “I can’t hold you, dammit.” I pressed my face to her bare shoulder and felt the tickle of her hair on my cheeks. Nose. She whimpered and sidled closer. “I don’t blame you, Mor. I don’t.”

And I didn’t. Her parents hadn’t killed my mother. Just like Morgan didn’t kill the kids at Lokworth. She felt guilty by association, but the sins of the parents didn’t have to be the sins of the child. “We’re going to get out of this. On my word.”

“You’re too young to have a word of honor.”

I went rigid.

The voice was mild and belonged to the male hunter that had been tracking us.

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