Verity Rising (Gods of Deceit Book 1) by Phil Scott Mayes

Author:Phil Scott Mayes
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Phil Scott Mayes
Published: 2020-05-28T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Deep rumbling and sporadic tinking tugs me gently back to consciousness, but it’s not until my head bounces off my hard plastic pillow with a crack that I fully come around. My skull is pounding even worse than before, and when I try to reach for the back of my head, both hands move together. Through my blurry vision I can make out the moonlight’s reflection off the shiny handcuffs that bind my wrists. I sit up with a groan and a wince and as I open my eyes, my vision is clear enough to see the cage between the driver and myself.

Sergeant Julius Drake adjusts the rearview mirror to make eye contact.

“Morning, Sunshine,” he quips.

“Drake. What are you doing? Where are we?”

“You don’t recognize it? Has it been that long?”

I look to my right, but apart from the moon-soaked treetops and shimmering silver fields, I can’t make out much. Even if I could, there appears to be little in the way of landmarks.

“I’m not seeing very well at the moment. We’re not in the city. I can see that much,” I reply.

“Well, don’t worry. You’ll get your bearings soon,” he says rather ominously.

I turn my head and lift both hands to feel the hot spot on the back. Sticky blood wets my fingers and a sharp jolt of pain zaps my scalp. I grunt, withdrawing my fingers and taking a look at them.

“Yeah, sorry about that. You fell like a tree when I tased you back there. Hit your head pretty hard,” he snickers. “It bounced off the asphalt.”

I give him a scornful look, wanting to yell, to lash out, but knowing that I’m depleted. Feebleness has set in, and I have never felt so close to death. Emotionally, I’m spent. Physically, I’m a shell. Spiritually, I’m severed. Now I’m being dragged out to the middle of nowhere by a cop who should’ve put me behind bars. He would be lauded for his heroism, receive commendations, and be the frontrunner for the next promotion. Instead, he’s forfeited all that to take me far from civilization as his personal prisoner. I can only imagine the horrors this Nephilim hunter has in store.

“Why didn’t you take me to the station?” I ask, hoping for a hint of his intentions.

“You don’t belong at the station,” he says flatly.

It’s an answer that answers nothing; not exactly what I was fishing for. Allowing a short silence, I wait for him to continue but he doesn’t. I lean forward, closer to the metal grid that divides us.

“Where do I belong?”

“Not sure yet. A hole in the ground. A pile of ash. A bear’s digestive tract. The pits of hell. Maybe someplace else. That’s what we’re going to find out.”

“We?” I ask, a question he ignores.

Now would be the perfect time for my abilities of observation, my “sixth sense” about human honesty to be banging on all cylinders. He’s being secretive, but with hazy vision, tinny hearing, and a bruised brain, I’m incapable of verifying anything.

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