Ice Baron (Ice Chronicles, Book One (science fiction romance)) by Green Jennette

Author:Green, Jennette [Green, Jennette]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Diamond Press
Published: 2011-06-21T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

“I’m blind,” he said quietly.

“You’re blind?” With horror, Anya noted the way the burn marks fanned toward his left eye.

“Shine the light in my face again.”

Anya did so.

“I can see light and shadows in my right eye, but my left…” he paused. “It’s black, except for white sparks.”

Anya recalled her duty and ran the healing wand over the burn marks. Impotent frustration welled within her. She wished she could heal his eyes, and the damage below the skin; perhaps even in his brain. “Your eye doesn’t look damaged.” Her voice came out level, for which she was grateful.

Joshua gave another lopsided smile; probably because the nerves on the left side of his face were damaged, she realized now. “Laser fried my brain. I’m lucky I can think.”

“Was it set to kill?”

“Blue. Maybe green. He must have powered it down in the aircraft.”

Yellow could short out the bird, if it hit the wrong circuit. Blue equaled stun. Green an exponent more. Anya thought about the guards she had shot. Her father had taught her that blue laser injuries could recover in fifteen minutes. But he hadn’t mentioned brain shots. Or green laser fire. And she estimated Joshua had parachuted from the airbird at least fifty minutes ago.

“Maybe your nerves are stunned,” she suggested. “It was a shock. Maybe they’re inflamed.”

“That would be the best case scenario.”

Joshua couldn’t be permanently blind. He just couldn’t. “You’ll be fine,” she told him, swallowing the quiver in her voice. “But you need to rest. Try to sleep, if you can.” At least he was alive. He still possessed his right mind. He could still command, as Baron of Donetsk.

He fell silent again, and long minutes passed. A tiny vibration from Michael’s phone made her haul it from her pocket.

Text scrolled. “We’re retreating. Will return. Ten casualties. J Okay?”

Anya typed back. “Yes. Have Michael’s phone. Track his GPS.”

“Roger.”

“Omsk?” Anya wondered.

“Richert’s missile intercepted. O consolidating forces. Out.”

Feeling relieved, Anya pushed the phone back in her pocket. “Thank goodness.”

“What?” Joshua murmured.

Anya relayed the new information. “Richert saved Omsk.”

Joshua lay silently for a few moments. “So. He’s taken sides.”

“Do you trust him now?”

“Richert does nothing without a purpose.”

“You mean he did it to strengthen his strategic position.”

“Onred is a threat. Richert wants him cut out. Once he’s defeated, Richert will show his true hand.”

“I wonder how the extraction team is doing.”

“It might be hours before we hear.”

Anya checked her watch. “Time to treat your wounds again.” Switching on the flashlight, she tended his leg. A firm scab covered the wound now. She set the wand to “deep” and stimulated the cells at deeper levels so they would replicate even faster. An artery needed to heal. So did muscle and skin, before Joshua could move far. To be on the safe side, he needed continuous treatment for the next few hours.

She trained the light on Joshua’s cheek again. It was too soon to see healing. Unfortunately, she’d have to wait at least an hour before applying another treatment. Fewer cells needed to be regenerated, and they were all near the surface.

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