The Rise of Ferryn by Gadziala Jessica

Author:Gadziala, Jessica
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-19T16:00:00+00:00

Nine

Ferryn - Present Day

I couldn't breathe.

It was laughable, really.

I'd been in the most dangerous situations anyone could imagine. I had legitimately faced death time and time and time again.

And I had done that with a sense of calm coursing through me.

But the thought of walking into the compound to see my parents was making it feel like someone had a hand around my throat.

"Hey, Ace," Vance called, voice sounding far away even though he was just a foot or so away from me. "Hey," he tried again, hand reaching out, tipping my chin up, a move that sent a little shiver through my insides.

I remembered once seeing him do that to a girl at a show. And then went ahead and spent eighteen months fantasizing about him maybe doing it to me someday.

Now he had done it twice.

And it was proving just as effective as I imagined it would be.

We'd found a relative truce over the remaining few days.

He showed up in the late mornings. He brought various foods. We talked. Mostly about the club, about Navesink Bank, about the new club members and their women, about all the dramas I had missed. It was all enough to fill up a dozen books, I swear.

But there was a sort of comfort in the chaos. My childhood had been full of it. My mom shaking us awake in the middle of the night, telling us to grab our favorite toys—or as we got older, electronics and books—then shuffling us into Dad's bullet-resistant SUV, and driving us up to Hailstorm.

As kids, we thought it was some sort of planned adventure

Oh, how naive we had been.

As we got older, though, we knew what was really going on. There was some kind of drama in Navesink Bank. And as a precautionary measure, the women and kids were shipped off to the safest spot in the area.

Eventually, I started to be able to piece together the drama, figure out the new bad guys in town, what they wanted, how my family or their connections dealt with it.

It had been a while since I learned about it. And it felt good to be in the know again. Even if it was so after the fact.

Vance carefully side-stepped information about my parents or siblings, wanting me to hear all that from them, and I gave as little as possible about my past.

Though I had maybe told him one or two small things.

Like I'd told him I had punctured a lung once. But I hadn't given the details of how.

I'd told him that I had made a sort-of friend along the way. But didn't give names.

The fewer people who knew about what I was up to in my private time, the better.

I knew that.

But, somehow, there was no denying that it felt incredibly wrong not to tell him.

I wondered if I would feel the same with my family.

Or if there was simply something special here. Something leftover from how things had been in the past, full of possibilities we'd never had a chance to explore.

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