The Second Coming of Lucas Brokaw by Matt Braun

The Second Coming of Lucas Brokaw by Matt Braun

Author:Matt Braun [Braun, Matthew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0-7592-0071-8
Publisher: ereads.com


The stirrings penetrated his sleep. Tanner moaned, thrashing wildly at the bedcovers, and slowly groped his way to wakefulness. The room tilted crazily before his eyes, whirling and spinning. He retched and bolted upright, head churning. He flung the covers back and sat up on the edge of the bed, planting his feet firmly on the floor. Then he hung on, clutching the mattress with both hands, waiting for the dizziness to pass.

Gradually his head cleared. The vertigo faded. He looked about the darkened room, confused and still slightly disoriented, but aware of his surroundings and comforted to find himself in his own bed. He was not quite sure what had happened.

Then he remembered. All in a flash, vividly detailed.

It was the crypt. A man moving around in the crypt. Working on the cryptography machine and the safes. The wall safes!

Inside the vault. He'd been inside the vault.

Wiring explosives: The booby traps.

Leaving envelopes: The secret questions. A list of answers.

Closing the safe doors: The combination locks. Set and rigged to explode.

A man. Working alone. An old man. Tall. Shock of gray hair. Ruddy and smiling, but not well. In pain. Limping.

Limping back and forth between the wall safes. Inside the vault. The vault door wide open and he was …

Lucas Brokaw.

Tanner blinked and, staring into the darkness, watched it again in his mind's eye, concentrating on the face, that hard, cynical face he'd seen so often in the portrait hanging on a wall at the mansion.

There was no doubt. None at all. It was Brokaw. The night he had sealed the vault. The last night. The night he'd died.

An icy sensation came over Tanner. Suddenly he remembered something else—a snatch of conversation, all out of context and fuzzy. Something Professor Ludmann had told him. It had been meaningless at the time, a bit of trivia. But now—tonight? His brow seamed in a frown, and he tried to recall the words. To remember exactly.

Something about dream. Lucas Brokaw's dreams.



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