The Timeseer's Gambit (The Faraday Files Book 2) by Kate McIntyre

Author:Kate McIntyre [McIntyre, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781620078952
Publisher: Curiosity Quills Press
Published: 2016-08-03T18:30:00+00:00

ood afternoon, purportedly holy young people of varying age and sex!” Olivia called out to the packed room, and thirty-five pairs of eyes blinked back at her.

Mother Greta and Grandmother Eugenia had arranged the gathering, as promised. The day of rest symposium usually took place in a rotation of the empty halls of the borough churches, where it would not be immediately noticeable to outsiders that the priests were all congregating. Today, there had been no time to drive an hour out into the pastoral outskirts of Darrington. All the Maidens and Youths had simply been brought to the largest and most central church: The Cathedral of the Blessed Heart of the Holy Family.

They stood in the same room where Chris and Olivia had become acquainted with the affected families, and Chris recognized some of the faces he’d noted on that first day. The small, ginger, freckled Youth who had been paired with Georgie, for instance. Calum Rowe. He was seated very closely to the Maiden who had replaced Georgie, who Chris’s notes reminded him was named Penelope Daniels, the most recently appointed priest of the lot. Sister Penny positioned herself like a watchful dog over Brother Calum, who made himself small and practically curled into her side. He recognized the beautiful Sister Patricia and her handsome prince of a Youth, sitting close together once again. The tall, lanky, and mole-cheeked Brother Tibault and the buttoned-down, serious girl who sat at his side.

And Sister Elisabeth. Chris avoided her searching gaze. He couldn’t be pulled into the tide of her fresh wounds. If he thought of Fernand right now, he’d remember the crimson bathwater. He’d feel William’s echo of the knife biting into his wrists. He’d think of how Fernand would react upon learning that Chris had bartered Rosemary to a monster.

He couldn’t go there.

He scribbled notes, keeping his mind focused. Some of the Maidens and Youths were around Olivia’s age, but most seemed only a few years older than Chris. Every pair except one from the Burroughs was present, and only on account of illness. Grandmother Eugenia had done well.

As if alerted by his thinking of her, the old woman standing in the further corner of the room swung her gaze to him, her focus falling on him as steadily as that of an alarm salamander. He hunched his shoulders automatically, and a ghost of a smile played at the old woman’s mouth.

Chris looked down. He focused his attention down on the notebook. Is it strange that she is here? He wove purposely. Olivia was regarding the room, considering her next move. He nudged her―most impolite―and showed her the page.

When he looked down at her face, she twitched her head to one side and then back, a gesture that was uniquely Olivia for “I don’t know, but probably yes.”

Well. He was glad he wasn’t the only one who found it odd.

“All right,” Olivia said. She straightened her necktie. The gesture was well-calculated. All thirty-five heads followed the motion, each and every one of the attached priests clearly uncomfortable with a lady in gentleman’s garb.

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