The Push Chronicles (Book 2): Indefatigable by Garner J.B

Author:Garner, J.B. [Garner, J.B.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Superhero | Paranormal | Urban Fantasy
Publisher: J. B. Garner
Published: 2014-09-25T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13 Loyalty

I knew I wasn't dead because I dreamed. Unlike the few lucid dreams I had in the past, these were incoherent, wild mixes of dream and nightmare. I had a strong suspicion I was drugged, which I think would have accounted for the untamed state of my subconscious mind. After an indeterminate time, I came out of the psychedelic haze and dropped into normal sleep.

When I woke up, I was sitting upright in a plush, high-backed chair. The chamber I was in was dimly lit, but there were many subtle clues that I was still in some subsection of the Atlanta sewer system. My injuries had been treated professionally. In fact, I felt better than I had in weeks and I had been dressed in what looked to be white cotton scrubs. Of course, that meant no communications gear and no GPS tracker. I wasn't even restrained as far as I could tell. If it wasn't for the fact that I was sitting across a table from Ian Mackenzie and that I had a strange weight around my neck, I'd have been rather happy.

"Ah, right on time," the terrorist madman said, certainly not sounding like a madman. "I'm sorry that I had to hurt you as bad as I did, Dr. Roman, but you didn't really leave me much choice." Okay, that sounded a little more unhinged.

"I'm only wishing I had given you no choice at all," I said. My throat was dry and I found myself drinking from a glass on the table. In fact, it looked like there was a full, if basic, meal laid out for the two of us.

"I understand that you feel that way right this moment," he nodded, "but you may change your mind after our conversation." He arched an eyebrow and grinned as he watched me drink. "Aren't you afraid the food or drink is poisoned?"

"Who would even think that?" I argued. "If you wanted to kill me, I'd already be dead. Who would tend to someone's wounds to wake them up to poison them?"

"A Pushed," Ian replied without hesitation. "Or, to be frank, most people under the influence of the Whiteout." I couldn't help but nod in agreement. It was just so melodramatic; it would be perfect for that mindset. "I know you think I'm a monster, an insane terrorist. All I ask is that you hear me out. Listen to my story and my plans."

"Why would I ever think you're a monster?" I rolled my eyes. "I mean, you just murdered your own colleagues, signed the death warrants on who knows how many people Reaper killed, jeopardized an entire city, and let's not even get started on the lives lost because of the Hogs and what you're doing to them now." I stopped my mini-rant to grab a bite of chicken off my plate. The hunger inside me was gnawing at my insides and I just couldn't help myself.

"Fair enough." Mackenzie let out a deep sigh. "You have to

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