The Contortionist (Harrow Faire Book 1) by Kathryn Ann Kingsley

Author:Kathryn Ann Kingsley [Kingsley, Kathryn Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kathryn Ann Kingsley
Published: 2020-09-14T16:00:00+00:00

12

Cora stared at him, stunned. “I thought…I thought nobody talks to Mr. Harrow.”

“Nobody does. And nobody talks to the Faire either.” Simon took a step closer, towering over her. His fingers were still wrapped around her wrist. They tightened. Not enough to hurt, but enough to make sure she was paying attention. “Let me explain something very crucial for you to understand in the following few minutes. Are you listening?” The amber lightbulbs of the nearby rides flashed off his mismatched sunglasses. She could just barely make out the black-red-white coloring of his eyes.

She blinked. Christ, he was terrifying. “Y…yeah.”

“Good. The rules are simple—the Faire only talks to Harrow. And Harrow only talks to Ringmaster. That is how it has always been. Those are the rules. And yet here you are…and the Faire is whispering to you. And I want to know why. Why it picked you, when—” He broke off. “Come on.” He turned and started walking, dragging her behind him.

She dug in her heels hard enough that he growled and turned back to her, irritated she wasn’t playing along. “When what?”

“Hm?”

“You said, ‘why it picked you, when,’ then you stopped. When what, Simon?”

“It’s not important.” His jaw ticked. “Just follow me like a good girl, please.”

She narrowed her eyes. “How hard do you want me to knee you in the balls, Simon? No. Step one, let go of my wrist. Step two, tell me what you were going to say.”

Simon sighed. “You modern women are so irritating sometimes.” He let go of her wrist. “The simple fact is that I misspoke. Now, come with me. You want your chance to talk to Mr. Harrow, don’t you? This is your opportunity.”

It was painfully clear he was hiding something. He didn’t want to tell her what he was about to say. I can’t trust him. Not now, not ever. “You know something, and you’re not telling me.”

“Oh, most certainly. Several things, I would imagine.” Simon grinned, a vicious flash of white teeth. “But that is neither here nor there. Come, Cora. Let us go see Mr. Harrow like you wanted.”

When he turned and left her there, she knew he was calling her bluff. With a groan, she followed him. She had to run to catch up. “Next time you want to take me somewhere, just ask, Simon. Just ask.”

“Not something I’m accustomed to. I’d be dragging you by my strings, but I think your high-pitched shrieking would upset the patrons.” He slowed his steps by half a beat. Whether it was because he wanted to gloat or because he took pity on her shorter legs, she didn’t know.

“I do want my gun back, by the way. How did you hide it?”

“Double-lined pockets.” He smiled. “Simple trick. No dark magic involved.”

“Magic is real.” It was a statement more than it was a question. “I’m still processing that fact.”

“You are a little slow. I understand.”

She glared at him.

He didn’t seem to care. “Before you ask, I’m not sure if magic is real elsewhere.

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