The Afterliving (His Blood & Silver Series Book 1) by Fernando Rivera & Fernando Rivera

Author:Fernando Rivera & Fernando Rivera [Rivera, Fernando]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Fern&Doe Media
Published: 2017-06-16T04:00:00+00:00

“How is he?” I hear Anthony say.

“His condition is manageable,” Micah replies. “And Starkly?”

“He’s been sedated for the time being. Nicholas will examine his memories in the morning.”

“Good. Very good. Thank you, Anthony, for coming to his aid. Isidore would be proud.”

“Is there anything else I can do?”

“You’ve done more than enough. That will be all.”

I open my eyes to the roaring fireplace of the West Wing lobby. There’s an IV attached to my left arm, feeding blood into my body.

“It’s sheep blood,” Micah says, smiling. He unhooks the blood bag and removes the IV from my skin. “You know, this scenario feels awfully familiar.”

“What happened?”

“Anthony discovered a suspicious car parked in close proximity of the allotment. He waited for its owner to return and was met by Starkly, trying to abscond with a rather large package,” he jokes, referring to me. “Judging by how casually Starkly has confessed his crime, my guess is he was acting under a Voloccult’s Influence. Impulsion. We’ll know for sure once Nicholas has taken a look into his memories. Nicholas is a — ”

“Memoreaper. I know. Lucy told me.”

“He’s an exceptionally talented one, at that.”

“Uh-huh. Lucy also told me Nicholas is supposed to screen allotment members to prevent stuff like this from happening in the first place. I’d rethink referring to him as talented.”

Micah grins. “Manny, we’ve known of Starkly’s motives for months, well before he joined the allotment. His affiliation with DEFRA and the RPA was the reason Isidore urged Nicholas to recruit him. ‘Keep your friends close and your enemies closer,’ your father always said.”

“But what about the prophecy?”

Micah’s smile disappears. “So you know about my prophecy?”

“Edith and James told me.”

“Of course… Well, understand my prophecy of Isidore’s murder didn’t come until after Starkly had changed his mind about killing him, when the man was no longer a threat.”

“The prophecy came after?”

“Yes. So it has nothing to do with Reginald Starkly, of that you can be certain.”

“But James said your prophecy didn’t show you who the murderer was.”

“Correct.”

“Then how can you rule Starkly out as a suspect?”

Micah purses his lips in annoyance. “I guess you’re right. And I have to hand it to the man, he is rather clever.” He retrieves Starkly’s campaign button from his pocket. “Do you see this?” Micah bends the sharp pin back, the same one Starkly jabbed into my shoulder. “It’s made of Moon Silver. When a Disciple is exposed to Moon Silver — or a Daemon, in your case — it renders their abilities useless, which is why Starkly was able to overpower you. And this” — Micah produces a white handkerchief from his coat pocket — “was laced with Hemonox. It’s a nasty concoction of our Living enemies. Causes the blood to coagulate at an abnormally fast rate, inducing temporary paralysis. It’s lethal to humans and a terrible nuisance to us.” Micah examines the cloth, wafting the crude aroma toward his nose. He recoils in disgust and tosses the handkerchief into the flames. The material crackles as it catches fire.

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