The Hanged Man (The Tarot Sequence Book 2) by K. D. Edwards

Author:K. D. Edwards [Edwards, K. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: The Hanged Man
ISBN: 9781633884939
Publisher: Pyr
Published: 2019-12-17T06:00:00+00:00

SATHORN UNIQUE

“Insane,” Addam said. “That is insane.”

“It’s important,” Quinn argued.

“As is what Rune, Brand, and I will attempt. As is your life. As is Max’s life. Nowhere, in all these levels of importance, would I place the need for your presence on the Hanged Man’s property.”

Brand and I sat on Addam’s sofa. We followed the confrontation with the mute turning of our heads. Our go-bags were at our feet, ready for our approaching departure.

“It’s really, really important,” Quinn said. “And I don’t know why. I just know that it helps if I’m there when you need me.”

“We are more than capable of locating Layne Dawncreek. It requires magic, not prophecy.”

“That’s not what I mean!” Quinn said in growing frustration. “And I’m not saying that I need to go into the building with you right away. If we all showed up at once, the unicorn might attack, which would be really bad. But when you’re done with that—”

Brand’s hand shot up. He said, “Unicorn.”

I added, “Fight?”

“It feels like a unicorn,” Quinn said, and then made another helpless sound of exasperation. “Addam, you know I can go where I want. I can always tell where cameras are. Or when guards are looking. You know I can. Why don’t you trust me?”

“This is not about trust. You are—”

“A child?” he shot back.

“Inexperienced,” he stressed. “You are not combat-prepared.”

“I hate this!” Quinn said. “There’s got to be a better time than this— this—this—this space of time between when I’m your brother, and when I’m a freak, and when I’m useful.”

Addam bore down on Quinn so hard that Quinn almost fell backwards on his ass. He grabbed Quinn’s shoulders and dragged their faces together. “Not even you,” he said in a low, angry voice. “Not even you may call yourself that.”

“So then I’m useful! I’m your useful brother!”

“Wouldn’t it be smarter if someone else drove the car?” Max suggested. For once, he wasn’t just leaping into the conversation; he actually looked a little frightened to raise his voice. “It seems stupid to park it a few blocks away. What if you need it quickly? I know how to drive. I even looked at the map. I found a good alley we can wait in.”

“So you can be our getaway driver,” Brand said reasonably, which should have clued Max in right there.

“Yes!” Max said.

“Cool,” Brand said. “How many one-way streets are there in a ten-block radius? Where are the traffic lights? Which corners have traffic cameras? Is there any construction going on right now—what did the Public Works Department website say, when you checked it out?”

Max gamely pulled out his phone, as if this was a test he had any hope of passing.

“Three, every intersection except the corner of Magness and Glacius, and they’re tearing up the sidewalk in front of the Convention Center,” Corinne said, walking into the living room. “This conversation is tiresome. It makes no sense to ignore a prophet; and you promised to let the fae boy help. I’ll accompany them.”

“Corinne,” I started to say, carefully.

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