The Rising Gold by Ava Jae

The Rising Gold by Ava Jae

Author:Ava Jae
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Skyhorse Publishing
Published: 2018-09-04T16:00:00+00:00


27

Eros

Zarana clears me as disease-free but Kosim definitely isn’t. And it’s shitty, because this is my fault. He got sick because he was defending me, and he only had to defend me because I got distracted and thought that kid might be Mal and—

It’s not fair to blame myself, I know that, I do, because it’s not like I could have known that kid was sick. But I’d do anything to take back that moment so Kosim doesn’t have to endure this.

We still don’t have a cure. And if he dies, it’ll be on me.

“I don’t get it,” I tell Zarana after she releases me from quarantine and gives me yet another immune booster. “The kid bit me and I’m fine, but he spits in Kosim’s face and Kosim gets sick? How does that make sense?”

Zarana lifts a shoulder. “You have a different immune system than Kosim does. Evidently your body was better prepared to fight it off than his was.”

“Do you think it’s because …” Deimos hesitates and glances at me. “We haven’t heard of any humans getting sick, right?”

I frown. I hadn’t thought of that—but he’s right: so far all the patients I’ve heard of were Sepharon. But I figured it was mostly because there are more Sepharon in the city than humans, and because humans probably wouldn’t turn themselves in to a Sepharon hospital. But still … especially since we know now the Remnant is behind this whole mess, I guess it might make sense that it wouldn’t affect humans.

“There haven’t been any reported, though that doesn’t mean there aren’t any.” Zarana pauses. “Still, I’d like to take a sample of your blood, if it’s okay, el Sira.”

“Fine by me.”

After that’s done, I visit Kosim one more time. “We’re going to get you better,” I say with enough conviction, I hope, to convince us both. “You’ll be back on the job in no time.”

Kosim grimaces, nods, then looks over my shoulder to Fejn, standing beside Deimos a step behind me. “If I become rabid,” he says softly, “please.”

Fejn presses his lips into a thin line. Runs his thumb over the beard on his chin. But then he says, “I will,” and I hate that he has to make that kinduv promise at all.



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