Insight (The Community Book 1) by Santino Hassell

Author:Santino Hassell [Hassell, Santino]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2017-03-09T18:30:00+00:00

It turned out that of the Dreadnoughts, only Elijah hadn’t known of Nate’s existence. He counted that, along with Elijah’s loyalty to the Community and his relationship with Chase, as three strikes against him, even if two of them were knee-jerk responses.

Trent accompanied Nate to the band’s practice space in Williamsburg, and tried to talk him down the entire way. But repeated comments that Nate could do this, and he had his story straight this time, and these were people Theo had actually trusted, didn’t stick in Nate’s head. He was sweating and worried about fucking up. Or trusting the wrong person. Making the wrong move or placing his bets on the wrong side. Were there even sides to this, or was this entire conspiracy in his head?

There was no telling.

When they got to the Dreadnoughts’ place, Trent knocked on the door while Nate took deep breaths. He wiped his sweaty palms against his jeans and tried to act like a normal adult and not a fucking basket case.

The door was opened by a woman with long black hair and light-brown skin covered liberally with ink. Her eyes went round at the sight of Nate. “Holy shit, you really are identical.”

“Um. Yeah.”

She kept staring and only quit it when Trent cleared his throat.

“I’m Trent. A friend of Nate’s.”

“Right on.” She nodded and backed up so the two of them could enter. “I’m Taína. Lia and Jericho are setting up in the backyard. Trying to take advantage of the weather before we get hit with thunderstorms later on,” she said with an awkward chuckle.

“As long as we don’t get any freak hurricanes, it’s all good,” Trent said.

“I know, right? I’ve been living in terror since Hurricane Sandy.”

They went off about wacky New York weather, and Nate checked out the surroundings. The ground-floor apartment was small, dark, and cramped, but even when he reached out with his gift he didn’t pick up on anything insidious. The only thing that did hit him was a strange sense of déjà vu. The same sense he’d gotten while walking to the pier along the Hudson River.

There was a longish corridor leading from the main part of the apartment to the backyard. Sunlight streamed through the gridded screen door and slanted across the walls in random patterns—the same patterns in the dream from earlier. The dream that obviously had not been a dream.

“I’m taking all the abuse out there, J. Y’all sit up here and stay hidden while I’m asking the questions about what happened to her.”

“Nate.”

Blinking, Nate jerked to awareness and found himself in the backyard with everyone staring at him. Trent was giving him encouraging looks, as if that would take away from the fact that Nate was, as usual, coming off as a total fucking weirdo.

“Oh, sorry. I was thinking about something.”

“Understandable. I’m sure you have a lot to think about.” The woman who stood up was short and slight, and her bright-red crewcut contrasted starkly with her dark-brown skin. Like Taína, she

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