Sightlines (The Community Book 3) by Santino Hassell

Author:Santino Hassell [Hassell, Santino]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2017-10-06T18:30:00+00:00

The next morning, they crawled out of their chilly cabin to find the summer camp half buried in snow. Even with Chase in a more solid frame of mind, they seamlessly returned to the previous day’s arrangement of Elijah leading and Chase following. They spent the next several hours climbing over snow drifts as tall as Elijah and debating on the best way to make the journey in the timeliest manner with the least amount of chances for frostbite or hypothermia.

It wasn’t a complete desolate wasteland once they reached the area that butted up against a road, but Chase was too paranoid to walk directly along it. They stayed just out of sight in the trees, walking what seemed to be blindly, before Elijah suddenly changed course and headed toward another highway. They crossed a jumble of larger highways and overpasses, narrowly avoiding being smashed by trucks, and stopped once they reached a large parking lot.

A diner loomed across the pavement, looking equally like the type of greasy spoon that served bomb-ass food and the kind of establishment that would be full of dickheads who would give them trouble. It was probably a stereotype offensive to other greasy spoons, but Chase had serious doubts that the patrons would be the sort to look kindly on a couple of skinny queers.

“I’m starving,” Elijah said, his breath fogging in front of his face. “And I think we should stop here for a while.”

Chase arched an eyebrow. “‘For a while’? How long is ‘a while’?”

“Until . . .” Elijah wet his chapped lips and glanced at the diner. His gaze followed customers as they shuffled from the warmth of their cars to the warmth of the diner. It looked goddamn inviting inside, the windows glowing with light and the smell of cooking meat wafting from inside. “Until something happens. I don’t know, Chase. But this morning when we were getting dressed, I had a vision of this place.”

“Okay, I’m here for this.” Chase hunched his shoulders so his collar went closer to his ears. “In the vision, did we magically find a wad of cash, eat a couple of steaks, and then hop on a magic carpet to Poughkeepsie? Did my asshole brother finally respond to me screaming his name into the mental void? That’d be awesome, because I’ve been doing that shit all day, and no response, despite my shields being down. I’m starting to think Jasper broke my telepathy with all his pulling and put the kibosh on my long-distance communication.”

Elijah shuddered as the wind sliced across the parking lot. “Maybe Six is screwing up your ability to tap into Holden’s brain. He probably has a shield over them to prevent anyone from tracking them down.”

“That’s stupid. Beck was tracking them.”

“Not well,” Elijah countered, rolling his eyes. “You said she could only pinpoint them to the general area. I highly doubt she’d have sucked in a power that weak if that was all it could do. I’m convinced Six is just a giant psychic boner killer.

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