Uprising by Mariani Scott G

Author:Mariani, Scott G. [Mariani, Scott G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2010-06-09T18:30:00+00:00

Crowmoor Hall

9.56 p.m.

The clouds had parted and the full moon was sparkling on the early autumnal frost that covered the lawns of the stately home. Dec tiptoed through the grounds, glancing furtively around him as he went. The brass crucifix from his parents’ bedroom, thrust through his belt like a short sword on his left hip, was all that held back the rising tide of panic as the adrenalin-fuelled lust for revenge that had sustained him on the drive from Wallingford to Henley quickly ebbed away. The tremble in his hands was getting worse. He was beginning to think he’d been too hasty. He was a fool – should have called Joel Solomon before venturing out here alone like this.

The bare, crooked fingers of the trees seemed to claw at him as he made his way through the grounds. Things that had no place in this world would be awake now. Perhaps watching him at this very moment from the shadows of the trees and the dark windows of the old house.

Too late. You’re here now.

Shivers seized him from head to toe as he heard the rustle of something moving towards him through the foliage. Unable to help himself, he broke into a run through the fallen leaves and crackling twigs. Something snagged his foot and he fell with a grunt and twisted in terror to look back – and saw the badger ambling away through the bushes.

Dec picked himself up, feeling stupid and shaken, and resumed his creeping progress towards the manor house. A breathless dash across the open stretch of lawn and he’d made it to the wall. With his back pressed tight against the pitted stonework and his heart in his mouth, he edged down its length, keeping his mind resolutely closed to the horrors inside.

Then, without warning, a side door burst open just a few yards ahead, and Dec almost collapsed in terror as a gaunt, bald-headed figure stepped out. This was it. He was caught. Out in the open, with nowhere to hide and nowhere to run. They must have been watching his approach from behind the darkened windows. His heart began to race out of control, his chest so tight it felt like his ribs would crack.

But nothing happened. Finch paused, looking out across the gardens, and Dec realised the man was quite unaware of his presence. Finch quietly shut the side door behind him and began to walk away from the house.

Dec swallowed hard, fighting to control the quaking in his knees. He peeled himself away from the wall and followed Finch across the grass, creeping stealthily from bush to bush. His hand moved to his belt and his fingers closed on the cold, reassuringly solid metal of the crucifix. As the moonlight shone off the back of Finch’s bald head, Dec imagined swinging the cross with all his might and splitting it open.

Kill the lackey first. Then move on to the rest of the bastards.

For Kate.

Finch walked on, following a winding path

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