Gun Mage by Logan Jacobs

Author:Logan Jacobs [Jacobs, Logan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-20T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Home Depot was a curious place, and on any other day, or night, I would have enjoyed exploring it. But I had a woozy mage in my arms, a pair of dead blood thieves on the barge behind me, and the sound of something slithering in the dark to contend with. After banging into plastic barrels and knocking over a collection of pipes, I found the remains of the ‘service desk’ and placed Sorcha gently on the ground behind the hip-high barrier.

“Sorry,” Sorcha mumbled as she tried to sit up. “Whatever they poisoned us with is still affecting me.”

“I’m still a bit lightheaded myself,” I admitted. “But I should take care of that bite before it becomes infected.”

The blonde mage held up her arm and started to tug at the sleeve. I helped her roll it up, then scowled. Even in what little light there was, I could tell there was a lot of blood.

“Those salves that June had,” Sorcha muttered. “There were some for cleaning out the wound, and others that would stop the bleeding. I also think she had some that would heal the flesh though she didn’t offer us those.”

“I’ll go back and get them,” I said, “But I should tie this off first.”

“Might need clean clothes again as well,” she mumbled.

“I think we can guess where all those clothes came from,” I pointed out. “Not so sure I want to wear those.”

I thought about Dickie as I started to shred one of the blankets with my knife, and I sincerely hoped that was just some mage far away who had made the pants and not some poor soul who had watched his life and magic drain away at the hands of the blood mages. When I had enough strips, I bound Sorcha’s arm as tightly as I could, then eased her back onto the remaining blanket.

“I’ll be back soon,” I promised her.

“Grab anything useful,” she instructed. “I don’t want to set foot on that barge again. Especially in daylight.”

I nodded though she had closed her eyes and leaned back against the faded paneling. I kissed her forehead, grabbed my jacket, then climbed over the desk and picked my way back across the vast store. I passed a whole collection of wheeled vehicles with only one seat and a large cloth bag on the back. I also spotted some smashed toilets and a few pieces of rotting timber.

“Just get to the barge,” I reminded myself.

I darted back into the parking lot and moved as quickly as I could across the uneven surface. I nearly missed the barge in the dark and almost tumbled into the canal. I forced myself to stand still for a moment and draw in several deep breaths. I felt my head clear, and when I felt more like myself, I walked carefully across the plank and back onto the barge.

I stopped on the deck for a moment, as if I expected someone to come charging out of the darkness. It wasn’t a completely crazy thought.

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