Spark: A Sky Chasers Novel by Ryan Amy Kathleen

Author:Ryan, Amy Kathleen [Ryan, Amy Kathleen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2012-07-16T22:00:00+00:00

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“We’re too sick to be down here,” Waverly said to Harvey, who dragged her along the corridor. Even to her own ears, it sounded like an excuse, but she knew it to be true. The steroids Tobin had pumped into her had revived her, but what about when they wore off? The fleshy insides of her throat could swell together again, and she might suffocate. She needed to be in bed, and she needed medical care. She could see only the back of Seth as he staggered between his two guards; she was afraid he would fall. “Harvey, I’m not kidding. We almost died!”

“I know,” Harvey whispered through the side of his mouth. “I’m going to call a Central Council meeting. Sit tight.”

He pulled her into the corridor that ran between the cells of the brig. Waverly looked into the first cell on her left to find the man who had nearly killed her lying on the cot, snoring loudly.

“I don’t want to be near him.” She shuddered.

“He’ll never know you’re here,” Harvey said.

She stumbled, almost fell to her knees when, with surprising strength, Harvey scooped her up and carried her the rest of the way down the corridor and laid her on the cot in the cell at the end of the row, across from where they were putting Seth.

She and Seth would be able to see each other and talk. Kieran wouldn’t like that. Harvey and the other guards probably knew it, too. Was this their way of acknowledging Kieran’s unfairness?

Waverly lay still as Harvey fixed a tube under her nose and turned the dial on the oxygen tank. She felt somewhat revived.

“You okay?” she heard, and turned to see Seth looking at her, his oxygen already on. The whites of his eyes were red from burst blood vessels, and his skin was gray. Did she look that pale? Were her bruises as ugly as his?

“I’m okay I think,” she said, but she was still out of breath from walking down here. “You?”

“I’ve just been choked by a gorilla, so, yeah. Feeling great.”

Waverly looked at the ceiling because she couldn’t look at Seth’s bruises any longer. She was afraid to close her eyes. She might die in her sleep if her throat closed again.

I’m still scared, is all, she told herself, trying to calm down. Sleep will heal me.

But when she closed her eyes, all she saw was that animalistic face twisted with fury as iron hands squeezed her throat. Every detail of him was crystallized in her mind: his receding hairline, his large, oily pores, his rotten breath, the sweat that had run in streaks down to the tip of his nose, where it lingered, then fell in droplets that splashed on her face, her neck, her hair. Her vertebrae had ground together under his fingers, and she’d heard the crackling of her larynx. She forgot Seth was in the room. She forgot where she was. She was dying, alone with her killer. She’d kicked, trying to twist out of his grasp, but he was impossibly strong, and he was huge.

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