Black Stone Heart (The Obsidian Path Book 1) by Michael R. Fletcher

Author:Michael R. Fletcher [Fletcher, Michael R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-31T16:00:00+00:00

After an hour of wandering through the torrential downpour, we arrived at a rundown home that would have been in the shadow of the outer wall had there been enough sun for shadows. It looked ready to fall in.

“It’s a bolthole,” she explained. “One of many.”

Somehow, she’d managed to stay completely dry.

Tien led me inside, walking with an exaggerated strut, hips swaying and provocative. Having been alone with a demonic old man for months, I was unready to deal with the distraction, and unable to ignore it.

Tien glanced over her shoulder. “Hungry?”

“What? I…”

“You looked like you were in need of a little…something.” An eyebrow twitched.

I’d been behind her, but staring at her ass. Somehow, she knew. Damn this teenage body! I blinked. Where had that thought come from?

I followed Tien through the dilapidated house. Rain fell through dozens of holes in the ceiling. The floor groaned and squeaked as we crossed. An odour of mould and rot filled the air.

“This looks abandoned,” I said.

“Kind of the point.”

She pushed open a door, exposing the room beyond. The floor had fallen in, and I saw the basement, rotting timbers and mud, through the gaping hole. It stank like death.

“Wrong room?” I asked.

Tien winked. The hole disappeared, leaving the floor flat and dry. The walls were painted a soft pink and the door Tien held open suddenly look very sturdy indeed. A single bed, big enough for two, sat in one corner. Shelves, laden with supplies of all kinds, and jars of preserved foods, lined the walls.

“Simple illusion,” she said, entering.

Glancing back, I saw the rest of the house remained unchanged. I followed her in.

“Will this do?” Tien asked, hand on a cocked hip.

“Perfect.”

“Shall I wait on the bed for you?”

She batted lashes at me and I felt a twitch of desire. She was small and cute, very much unlike Shalayn, but sexy as hell. At least to a nineteen-year-old who’d been alone for longer than he could remember.

“No. I need the room empty.” I didn’t want to explain why, or mention that if anything changed, I would be unable to return.

Heading to the door, she paused, plucking at her shirt over her heart. “What do you think, should I allow myself to get just a little wet?” She winked and wandered out into the rain, closing the door behind her.

I stared at the door, confused. Why the sudden flirting? It felt awkward. Was she trying to distract me, or did this have something to do with her past relationship with Shalayn, whatever it had been? Was she trying to see if I’d betray Shalayn?

Pushing Tien from my mind, I focussed on the task at hand.

Two hours later, I had a crushing headache but felt confident I had the room sufficiently memorized. Closing my eyes, I built the room quickly in my thoughts. If I didn’t want to get caught in a whorehouse, speed was of the essence. When complete, I opened them, checking my memory against the reality.

Perfect.

Nhil said it would get easier, that I’d be able to do it faster, and he wasn’t wrong.

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