Restricted MC (The Nighthawks MC Book 14) by Bella Knight

Author:Bella Knight [Knight, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Country Club Publishing
Published: 2018-08-31T16:00:00+00:00

4

Lost and Found

“Sometimes you find love, even when you’re not looking for it.”

Saber sat on the floor with Warren. The boy was attempting to build a big… thing. Out of 3D printed parts. The parts were plastic, so Saber had to be sure he didn’t break them. He had no effects from the drugging, unless you counted odd auras about things, floaters behind his eyes, and sounds that had colors. The color of Wraith’s voice was the deepest chocolate combined with a touch of deep red cherry. Sigrun’s voice looked like a yellow burst of sunshine, silver on the edges. Warren’s was a deep, reassuring blue. Dina’s was a soft purple-gray, and Sondra a nut brown, like walnuts. Roxie the gray cat’s cry looked just like her, a deep gray-blue. Rimmel’s bark was an earthy brown. Asia’s soft woof was a soft, reassuring red. The synesthesia terrified him at first, but it seemed to be a mental thing, not something that interfered with his vision.

He did the things he was supposed to. He worked out, and got his bloodwork done to make sure all the drugs were out of his system, filled out mounds of catch-up paperwork, did some little jobs here and there, pretending to be some agent’s buyer, seller, dealer, pimp, boyfriend. He did surveillance in a van. This kept his hand in while he figured things out.

Just like Warren’s project, he left Kat helping the girls with their schoolwork, went to the garage, dumped out a plastic box with dividers inside that only held a few nuts and bolts, and wiped it out with a cloth. He brought it in, and handed it to Warren. It was as if he’d handed over the keys to a Tesla.

The boy vibrated all over, and then he put his hands around Saber’s neck and hugged. “Thanks, Dad,” he said, in his solid blue voice.

Saber remembered not to cry. Warren wanted joy and reassurance. So, he battened down the tears in his eyes, and hugged Warren. “Whatever you need, buddy.”

“Dad,” said Warren. “We’re not on an episode of Gilligan’s Island. You can’t call me little buddy.”

Saber roared with laughter. “True,” he said. “Where on earth…”

“Cable television,” said Kat, her voice a kind of bright yellow that was streaked with white and crimson. Saber nodded.

“Dad, board game night?” asked Dina.

Saber nodded. “Yes, got ‘em all. Uno, Monopoly, Splendor, Risk, Trouble.”

Warren let out a gusty sigh. “More like bored game.”

Saber mock-glared at his son. “Family night,” he said. “We’ll play You Don’t Know Jack afterward.”

“Works for me,” said Warren, and he began putting parts in the plastic box.

“What is this thing, anyway?” asked Saber.

“Duh, Dad. It’s red?”

“The human heart,” said Dina. Warren shot her an entirely real glare.

“Well,” said Saber, heading off the incipient fight. “Are you trying to learn about heart valves? They’re learning how to grow them in a lab, you know.”

“Cool!” said Warren.

“That can be your job. Making hearts grow.” He yawned, stretched. “Or artist, astronaut, nurse…”

“Dad,” said Warren. “I can make my own decisions.

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