Meyer, Marissa - Renegades 02 - Archenemies by Meyer Marissa

Author:Meyer, Marissa [Meyer, Marissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Feiwel & Friends

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

IT WAS JUST past one in the morning when Nova scanned her wristband against the digital lock and entered the vault. A handful of sparse lights flickered on down the rows of shelving units, one after another, lighting the corridor with a dull, eerie glow. Nova shut the door behind her and settled the large plastic tub she’d brought on a waiting cart.

She ignored the security cameras, though she could feel the lens watching her as she pushed the cart down the main aisle. Looking at the cameras always garnered suspicion, so she kept her expression neutral. Her pace casual.

Snapshot wouldn’t arrive for hours. Until then, she had the vault all to herself.

She hoped it would be enough time.

A brilliant idea had come to Nova the day before. She was never going to magic her way into the chromium box that held Ace’s helmet. The box would never be chopped open with a mystical ax or smashed with an indestructible hammer. Adrian would never draw an opening into it for her, no matter how much awkward flirting she suffered through.

But Nova had forgotten what she was capable of. She may not have superstrength or psychic powers or control over the natural elements, but she had science, and she had persistence, and she was going to get into that box.

She didn’t hurry, knowing there was someone in the security room right now who could be watching her slow progress down the aisles. They might be curious why she was there in the middle of the night. They might even be suspicious. But they would lose interest by the time she got to the helmet. Nova kept her actions slow and trivial. She and the cart ambled from row to row, its squeaking wheels grating on her nerves. She made frequent stops, checking the clipboard that hung off the side of the cart, pretending to make notations from time to time. She pulled mundane items from the cart and spent time organizing them neatly on the shelves.

Nova had never been in the vault when she didn’t have Callum’s constant jabbering in her ear, and she noticed for the first time how a number of the relics seemed to hum, as if with a quiet electrical current. Some even emitted a subtle coppery glow, not unlike Ace’s helmet.

The similarities made her hesitate as she was passing the Infinite Hourglass, where the glittering white sand was being pulled upward into the top half of the container. Stepping closer, Nova placed her finger against the ebony wood base. That glow. It was familiar. The exact shade and vibrancy of all the wonderful things she’d watched her father create when she was little.

She peered down the length of the aisle. Now that she was searching for them, she could easily spot the glimmering artifacts. She knew there were probably things in the vault that had in fact been made by her father, but not all of these. Not the Ravenlore Quill, which had been around for centuries.

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