Renegade: Book Six in the Enhanced Series by T.C. Edge

Author:T.C. Edge [Edge, T.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-19T16:00:00+00:00

17

My final task before getting some shut-eye is to find and speak with Adryan. I wander down the corridor like a zombie, still caked in blood and soot and ash, and enter into the hectic hall once more.

After being in Lady Orlando’s quiet quarters, it’s enough to quickly enliven me, the sight of so many rushing bodies, and the sound of so many chatting voices, helping to give me a second wind.

It makes me realise, too, that tired as I am, everyone else here is probably feeling just the same. But there’s a war to fight. There are people to protect and manage. Few of them will let the pathetic pull of sleep draw them away.

Wandering through the crowd, I know I have nothing to contribute, though. I’m not a leader. I’m not an intelligence officer. I’m barely even a soldier.

Unless I go back down into the underlands to help, or into the city to fight, I’m pretty much worthless around here. In the end, my powers make me a weapon. And unless there’s someone to aim it at, there’s little I can do.

I reach the front end of the hall, dodging people as I go, and turn into the security room with its bank of monitors and screens and surveillance equipment. Inside, I find who I’m looking for: Adryan stands beside a technician, bending down to converse with the seated man and get updates on the latest batch of fighting somewhere in the middle districts of the north.

He doesn’t see me until I reach him and tug on his arm. A smile dances onto his face.

“Lady Orlando is getting some sleep. She said to let her know of any important developments. Anything at all.”

The smile is gone. A more serious expression takes over. This is war, after all. No times for smiles and joy and anything like that.

“OK. Thanks, Brie.”

I look across the bank of monitors and the many technicians sitting before them.

“Anything I can do to help?”

His eyes scan me.

“Nothing here,” he says. “You should wash, get some rest. Tomorrow’s going to be a big day.”

He’s turned somewhat formal again. It’s the right way, the only way, to act at times like this.

“And you?”

“Oh, I’ve got plenty to be getting on with here,” he says. “You go, seriously. You’ve had a rough day by the looks of things.”

The reference is clearly to my current state. My physical appearance, quite appropriately, matches my current mental condition. I have, after all, killed quite a few people today.

That thought is going to take some getting used to.

I decide that it’s best to agree. Nodding, he leans in and kisses my filthy cheek.

“I’ll see you in a bit,” he says.

Then he turns back to the technician and resumes his conversation.

I re-enter the hustle and bustle of the main hall and aim my step towards the corridor stretching away in the far left corner. The church, rather than being a single structure, is linked to others via little routes to the left and right, allowing the Nameless to move around without having to venture outside.

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