The Stolen by Amanda Witt

Author:Amanda Witt
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: suspense, coming of age, science fiction, psychological thriller, ya, action and adventure, bildungsroman, clean, doppelganger, clean teen fiction
Publisher: Amanda Witt

Chapter 13

Once we left the town and were walking on a narrow gravel causeway between two bodies of water—inlets from the sea, I suppose—Tor finally let me talk. He had been shushing me, and walking very fast so I’d be too out of breath to speak, ever since we’d left my Uncle Gabriel.

“You didn’t find out about Farrell Dean,” I said. “He’s why we’re here.”

“How could we ask?” Tor kept a tight grip on my arm. “We aren’t supposed to know anything about him. And I did ask whether anything interesting had happened other than the lunatic invader, and Gabriel said no. I think he’d count yet another mysterious stranger as interesting.”

“Then where’s Farrell Dean?” I said. “How are we going to find him? What if he’s injured, sick, lost? What if those men found him?” I tried to pull my arm out of Tor’s grasp. “Let go. You’re hurting me.”

Tor let go. “Maybe he’s here but hasn’t found Gabriel yet,” he said. “We can ask your grandparents if they’ve heard anything—we can ask them things we can’t ask Gabriel. They won’t notice if our questions are odd, and if they do they’ll forget soon enough.”

“We have to find him,” I said again, fighting down panic. Where was he? What would I do if we never found him, if the riders got to him first and took him, killed him? I might not even know what had happened. He could vanish and leave me here on this island alone. Yes, Ezzie was here, but Ezzie was sick, and I didn’t know how to take care of him. I needed Farrell Dean.

“We have to make sure Farrell Dean is okay,” I said.

Tor gave me an exasperated look. “We will. As you said, that’s why we’re here. We’ll find him, warn him not to mention you, and then we’ll get out of town before Gabriel smells a rat. I do not want to get on that man’s bad side.”

Gabriel Drewblood did seem a little intense—like Rafe—but I couldn’t see that he was anyone to be feared. Then again, perhaps I was expecting him to be too much like Rafe. I of all people should know that Gabriel had his own personality, his own character.

“Tor, there’s something I need to tell you,” I said. He kept walking, fast, as if determined to put as much space as possible between us and Gabriel.

“Tor!” I said, hurrying to keep up.

He kept walking, but this time he at least looked over at me.

“You know how Fiona and I look alike?” I said.

Exasperation flooded back into Tor’s face. “Of course I know. And I know you aren’t her but I fully intend to persuade everyone here that you are. Don’t keep revisiting this, Fiona.”

“No, it’s not that. It’s just …” I took a deep breath. “Gabriel Drewblood looks exactly like a man I knew in Optica. A good man. A man who got killed last week trying to save our city.”

Tor stopped in his tracks. He stared at me for a long moment.

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