Rebel Wing by Tracy Banghart

Author:Tracy Banghart [Banghart, Tracy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult, Romance, Science Fiction
ISBN: 9781939106407
Goodreads: 22838684
Publisher: Alloy Entertainment - Powered By Amazon
Published: 2014-07-29T05:00:00+00:00

When Ilom came to release Galena from the bed, he brought her a brush so she could tidy her hair. He’d never done that before. He also gave her a new white robe and five extra minutes in the washroom. She washed up, reveling in the feel of clean fabric against her skin, the pleasing pull of the brush through her tangled hair. And wished she didn’t feel so suspicious of the new routine.

After a meal of muddy brown, tasteless soup and a hard chunk of bread, Ilom invited her to sit on the chair by the bed. “It’s time for your statement,” he said.

Galena looked toward the door. Was there a camera crew? She heard nothing; the silence hadn’t changed in all the time that she’d been here. Glancing back at Ilom, she narrowed her eyes. If she was the captive she felt like, why would he let a camera crew in? Why would he give her the opportunity to denounce her kidnapper?

“Will you be filming it?” Perhaps he would coach her on what to say, film it himself, and give the vid to that pretty reporter, as if he really were her Mender, carefully managing her illness and stress after the death of her husband. What did he want her to say?

Ilom bared his teeth in what she supposed was meant to be a smile. His bald head gleamed. “You misunderstand me,” he said. “One moment.” With that, he abruptly left the room.

Galena sat with her hands folded in her lap and awaited his return, because it was the only thing she could do. Again she considered trying to overpower him, again she looked around for something she could use as a weapon. And, as always, she abandoned the effort in frustration. She was an old woman. How could she hope to prevail against a tall, muscular man with no weapons, no strategy, no strength? Her hope was that he had asked for ransom, that someone knew she was being held and was working to secure her return.

The one thing that kept her going was the very thing that had most assuredly led to her imprisonment – her job. She was Ward of Ruslana. Her absence from her post could only go on so long. They needed her. She couldn’t just disappear.

The door hissed open. Ilom entered the room. Galena sat up straighter and looked behind him for the camera crew, the pretty reporter. But he was alone.

It was the same image she’d seen almost every day: the tall man with his condescending eyes, his battered nose. The too-bright shine of his smile. The small, black digitablet in his hands. Why was he holding that? Did he mean to record her using the device?

Her confusion mounted when he placed it on her knees, as usual.

“Is it another report? I thought you said we were going to record my statement.”

Ilom tapped the screen. “We are going to watch your statement.”

Galena froze. Slowly, the world tilted. What did he mean, watch? She hadn’t made any statement.

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