Memory Hunter by Frank Morin

Author:Frank Morin [Morin, Frank]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: warrior, Alternate History, Memory, Soul, Fantasy, Paranormal, stealer
ISBN: 9780989900560
Google: jVUzCgAAQBAJ
Amazon: 0997023309
Barnesnoble: 0997023309
Goodreads: 29966849
Publisher: Whipsaw Press
Published: 2015-06-30T23:00:00+00:00

You can never be overdressed or overeducated.

~Quentin

Chapter Thirty-Six

With the test completed, the council members quickly dispersed. A pair of enforcers were assigned to lift Gregorios from his chair and drag him to a holding cell in the basement. His legs were unshackled and left to drag behind, but they kept his hands cuffed behind his back.

Asoka spoke as they were dragging him away. “Gregorios has gone soft.”

Gregorios yearned to punch Asoka in the mouth, but resisted the urge. Asoka might inhabit an old form, but he was no fool. That was a classic test that often worked on even experienced operatives.

Gregorios remained limp until the enforcers paused to unlock the cell door. As soon as he heard the cell door begin to swing open, he lunged and knocked the lead enforcer into the cell. They might be powerfully enhanced soldiers, but even they could be knocked down when taken by surprise.

Gregorios threw himself against the second enforcer, but the half-second delay was plenty of time for the man. He knocked Gregorios against the wall next to the cell door and punched him twice in his already hurt ribs. Gregorios hissed with pain and tried kicking the man’s knees with no luck.

The fellow threw another punch but Gregorios twisted away and the man hit the corner of the door frame. He yelped and Gregorios kicked him between the legs.

As the man went down, the enforcer Gregorios had knocked into the cell jumped onto his back. The two of them stumbled across the hall. Gregorios spun wildly and bit the arm wrapped around his neck. The enforcer slipped off and Gregorios twisted free.

Both enforcers faced him in the hallway. Battered as he was, with his arms still chained behind his back, he was going to have a very hard time of it.

Then one of them suddenly pitched to the floor where he lay twitching.

The second enforcer snarled, “What did you do?”

“Magic.”

Then the second enforcer jerked in shock and fell to the floor, arms and legs flailing.

Quentin stood ten feet behind the enforcers, double-barreled revolver still raised. “Magic?”

“Keeps them guessing. Besides, kept that guy still for another second.”

Quentin frowned as he removed the cuffs, “The day I can’t hit a moving target at ten feet is the day you bury me.”

“I’d trust your aim for at least a couple days after that.” Gregorios gripped Quentin’s shoulder in silent thanks.

“Sloppy not to watch their backs anyway,” Quentin said as the two of them tossed the unconscious enforcers into the cell and locked the door.

Even as Gregorios dropped the key into his pocket, he heard muttered curses inside. That was pretty good recovery.

Gregorios accepted the revolver from Quentin. “You’d better make yourself scarce before someone sees you.”

Quentin saluted. “I need to get back to the toy shop anyway. Working on non-lethals for heka takedowns today. Some exciting breakthroughs recently.”

“Anything new against Cui Dashi?”

“That’s on tomorrow’s brainstorming schedule.”

“Good. Think fast. See you later.”

Gregorios headed the opposite way of his old friend. He stopped at Asoka’s office and threw open the door without knocking.

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