The Ghost Network: Reboot by I.I. Davidson

Author:I.I. Davidson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Andrews McMeel Publishing
Published: 2019-09-25T00:02:15+00:00

A mark on a tiny planet, a swirl of disturbance in a nebula . . .

Salome jolted out of her reverie. Had she fallen asleep? She didn’t think so. She couldn’t have, because her feet were still working the pedals of the rather primitive exercise bike. Her brain had been miles away, and then a sudden notion smashed into her thoughts out of nowhere.

Stepping off the bike and toweling the sweat from her face and arms, she frowned. A mark on a tiny planet . . . It had been less of a coherent thought, more of a dreamlike vision. And, somehow, yet again, she found her thoughts turning to Eva Vygotsky.

It wasn’t surprising, really. John and Slack had taken to the Scarab’s Temple like ducks to particularly enticing water, and they seemed to have barely any time for her anymore. The friction between the two boys and Collins was lessening every day, and they actually seemed to enjoy the tall Nigerian’s company.

As for Akane, she might have been made for the basic, outdoorsy environment of the Temple. She and Luna—whose unfamiliar accent turned out to be Cornish—had been instant soul mates. Akane spent every spare minute with the parkour gang, conquering the Temple’s highest reaches and surfing the slopes of the dunes. Salome sensed that Akane had been glad to find her own friends—friends who didn’t have a Wolf’s Den history—and she’d been almost too eager to detach herself from John, Slack, and Salome.

Salome was glad her friends were enjoying themselves, but she couldn’t help feeling a twinge of sadness. She had never had many close friends her own age; drifting around the world after her diplomat father and frequent changes of school had made that impossible. Why else would she have so enjoyed the company of that small gang of thieves she’d fallen in with at her school in Hamburg? They’d been rich kids, but they’d been bored, and their campaign of petty and not-so-petty thefts had given them all a thrill of transgression and a bond that had been closer than family. She didn’t know what had come over her—a touch of rebellion, maybe, or just a longing for a tight friendship group and her own secrets?—and inevitably their crimes had come to light. Salome had been lucky not to be expelled with the rest. She still felt a pang of survivor guilt about that, but their all-for-one-and-one-for-all conspiracy hadn’t been healthy—she knew that now.

In the last term at the Wolf’s Den she had been surprised and delighted to find such unexpected soul mates in the other Ghosts. Their bond had been faster and closer and based on something a little more noble, a lot more in line with Salome’s image of herself.

Now, since they’d come to the Scarab’s Temple, it seemed as if their small gang was drifting apart, just as they were getting to know one another. On the other hand, Salome couldn’t really blame Akane for looking for friends beyond the Ghost Network. Maybe they did talk a bit too much about the Wolf’s Den.

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