Hellion: The Counterfeit City (Hellion, Book 1) by Jenna Lyn Wright

Author:Jenna Lyn Wright
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub, mobi
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2018-01-01T07:00:00+00:00

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I manage to make it out of the park without incident. It puts me on edge. Nearly every time I’ve stepped foot outside since I was tossed into Counterfeit City, it’s been a fight for my life, or whatever life’s equivalent might be for me now, so the fact that this small part of my journey has been relatively easy has me waiting for the other supernatural shoe to drop.

I cross out of the park’s boundaries and onto a busy city sidewalk. The park sits just above midtown, and even though it must be very early morning, this is the beating heart of the city and it never slows, never quiets.

Groups of college students crawl from bar to bar. Businessmen pulling late nights at the office duck into black town cars. Tourists flock to chain restaurants. Horns honk as cabs gun their motors to try and make it through yellow lights.

From what I understand, there should be someone here waiting to whisk me away to the Eternal Cemetery, but there are no parked cars at the curb and no one idling in the street.

I don’t have time for this.

Darting through the people milling past me, I raise a hand to hail a taxi and watch as one, two, three pass me by in quick succession.

My anger begins to rise, and then I realize my mistake: they can’t see me. I’m not part of this human world anymore.

I try to figure out my options, letting my gaze float over the throngs of people across the street who move from one destination to the next without having to worry about being literally invisible to human cab drivers.

It takes me only a handful of seconds to realize that a vaguely-familiar man is staring at me. He’s not even trying to hide it.

Well-dressed in an old-fashioned way, he’s leaning back against the glass wall of the bank across the street. People pass in front of him, going this way and that, but he never takes his eyes off of me. And what eyes they are. An old man’s eyes in a young man’s face. I am certain he has seen things that would make the people of this city tremble.

I have seen him before, last night at Bedlam, and though I didn’t know it then, I know it now: he is one of Lilah’s minions, and he is not human. He is a demon, like me.

Last night, though, when I made my last delivery to Lilah, I wasn’t dead yet. I wasn’t part of the Counterfeit City. If humans don’t normally register supernaturals, how could I have seen him?

A tall man passes in front of him, and I use that one second to duck behind a tree that’s been planted in a box on the sidewalk. They’re dotted all over the city, an attempt to beautify and introduce nature into the urban space, but right now it’s going to give me cover.

Sssssk.

Sssssk.

Sssssk.

Leaves fall down around me, and as one floats by I see a bullet hole through its center.

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