The Graves of Plague Canyon (The Downwinders Book 3) by Michael Richan

Author:Michael Richan [Richan, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Publisher: Dantull
Published: 2015-03-17T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

“Me? In a mine? In Left Hand?” Carma asked. “You must be joking!”

“It looked just like you,” Deem said. “Your voice, your mannerisms, everything.”

“I have mannerisms?”

“We figured out it wasn’t you,” Winn said.

“You think I go flying through the air, teleporting into places? What makes you think I have the time to follow you around? If I had the time, I’d go myself!” Carma said indignantly.

“It picked someone from our minds,” Deem said. “Someone it thought we’d respect and listen to.”

“Ah, so any mannerisms were ones you imagined,” Carma said, a long thin cigarette tilting rapidly up and down in her fingers. “That makes me feel better.”

Deem held up the vacuum box. “This is what matters. We found it.”

Carma’s mood changed instantly to delight. She clapped her hands together, ash falling. “How wonderful! Was my image instrumental in helping you locate it?”

“Not really,” Winn replied. “It sent us down a wrong path, the passageway used to kill the gifteds.”

Deem picked up the story and filled Carma in on the details that happened earlier in the mine. Carma listened intently, her eyes widening at some parts and her mouth dropping open with surprise during others. When Deem finished, Carma applauded.

“Both of you are heroic; I’ll not stand for anyone saying otherwise!” Carma rose from her chair and began to pace. “Porter’s deeds of ill repute will be turned on their heads when you use the vacuum box to collect the callum later tonight. I’m going to call Ester and let her know of our progress, try to calm her nerves a little, and make sure she doesn’t do anything rash before you finish up at the canyon.” Carma left the dining room and they heard her making a phone call in the kitchen.

“When’s your date?” Winn asked.

“A couple of hours,” Deem replied.

“Where are you going?”

“I wouldn’t tell you if I knew.”

“Don’t be that way. I’m genuinely interested.”

“And I’m genuinely interested in you not knowing so you can’t fuck it up.”

“You’ll want to be careful with that kind of language around a returned missionary,” Winn said.

“We’ve crossed that bridge already,” Deem replied. “He’s not as righteous as all that.”

“I wonder, then, if more bridges will be crossed tonight,” Winn said, smirking a little.

“See, that’s why I don’t tell you things, that attitude right there.”

“Seriously, I hope you have a good time. When will you be free for our excursion into the canyon?”

“Why don’t you meet me back here at midnight,” Deem replied. “I figure two hours to get parked somewhere private, hike in around the bend so we can’t be seen, and set up camp. If we’re lucky, we’ll be sleeping by 2.”

“I’m heading home to get the gear,” Winn said. “Tell Carma goodbye for me and that I’ll be back later tonight.”

“I will,” Deem said, and watched as Winn turned and left. It was hard not to watch Winn’s jeans whenever he left a room — or entered it, for that matter — but Deem thought of her upcoming date with Warren instead, and decided she’d best break herself of sneaking peeks at Winn’s backside.

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