Savannah Sacrifice by Danica Winters

Author:Danica Winters
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: F+W Media
Published: 2014-05-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Jasper’s head ached and his face was swollen around his left eye. If he’d only been more careful, he would have never been possessed. None of this would have happened. He’d been stupid. They never should have gone after those damn books. There had be another way to save Starling from the spirits—something far less dangerous.

He glanced around the small room. The walls were made of corrugated steel, almost like he was in some kind of shed. He tried to move his limbs, but the restraints were tied around his chair, and as he struggled, the rope only cut deeper into his wrists and ankles.

“Don’t try it,” a man said, pressing a cold, steel gun barrel into the side of his neck.

Jasper turned his head to look at the man. He was heavyset and graying, with eyes that reminded him of an angry rat. Something about him was familiar, but Jasper didn’t recognize him.

“What is this place?” Jasper asked, as he leaned away from the cold steel.

The man relaxed his pressure on the gun. “You’re nowhere.”

“Where did Edward go? Is he coming back?” The last thing Jasper remembered was being hit in the face with sand. After that, everything had gotten a little fuzzy. There had been people, blood, chanting, and then no more Eddie.

The man laughed. “He’s been erased. But if you miss your little friend, I’m sure we could find another spirit. From what I’ve seen of ya, it would be an improvement.”

Asshole.

“What does erased mean?”

“Let’s just say he won’t possess anyone or anything ever again. But that’s what you get when you go against the council.”

The council. Jasper cringed. Being possessed was bad enough, but here he was a prisoner of the one organization he’d been trying to investigate. Well, at least his investigation was over. He could tell the Sisterhood he’d found them. That was, if he made it out of this shit alive. First things first—he needed to find Starling. He’d already failed her once by allowing himself to be taken down by a ghost. He couldn’t fail again.

“Do you know who I am?” the man asked, a smug grin crossing his face.

“I know you’re an asshole.”

“Wrong.” The man drove the gun deeper into the side of Jasper’s neck. “I’m not surprised you don’t remember me, but you and I met at the bank, and then I saw you in your cab earlier today. Things like that I don’t forget, but I guess a guy like you—one so wrapped up in being Prince Charming for his little wench—wouldn’t remember an old man like me.”

Ah, yes. The man who’d introduced them to Devon, the same man who had crossed the street in front of them when they’d first arrived at the cemetery. Why hadn’t he recognized him? Was the man right, had he been so focused on Starling that he’d missed important details? “Was the man in the black SUV with you, too?”

“He’s one of Walter’s men. You’ll get a chance to meet some more of our faction when I take you back to headquarters.

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