Chaos by Ted Dekker

Author:Ted Dekker [Dekker, Ted]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
ISBN: 1595543724
Google: ox48a8rF23YC
Amazon: B0029LHWTK
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2008-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

hoever Miranda Card was, she seemed to have adequate resources at her disposal, Johnis thought. He doubted any average human in the Histories had access to helicopters and jets like the one he’d been hustled into.

The two assistants that worked for the woman had strapped a muzzle over his mouth, fixed a blindfold on his head, clamped shackles on his hands and feet, and shoved him into the dark compartment in which he now lay. The whole abduction, from the time they’d left the ground at Karas’s home to the time they’d switched over to the jet and taken to the air once again, had been a half hour at most. No sign of Miranda Card.

Johnis lay on his side, telling himself to remain calm. His nerves were sending fear through his system—more than he was accustomed to. He kept telling himself it was the air here, as Karas had said. He’d faced the Shataiki and felt less fear.

Then again, maybe he had reason to feel more fear now than when he’d faced Teeleh. He was in the belly of a flying beast far above the ground, being flown to the far reaches of an earth stuck in the Histories, far from anything remotely familiar to him.

And if that wasn’t enough cause for alarm, there was the fact that they’d managed to hand all four books over to an enemy about whom they knew next to nothing other than her clear intent to use the books for harm. It had to be the doing of Alucard. He’d killed Darsal and then corrupted the woman who’d taken her book.

A door opened. Slammed shut. Fingers pulled the blindfold up to his forehead.

Miranda Card stood above him, expressionless except for a wicked flash in her eyes. She’d changed into a charcoal dress with thin straps over each shoulder, black lacy underclothing peeking below the hem at her knees. Instead of high heels, she wore black leather boots with dark grey socks. Black rubber straps circled her neck and wrists. A tattoo of a serpent crawled along her right shoulder.

She tugged the muzzle free and shoved a bowl of water toward him with her foot. “Drink. I don’t need you dead yet.”

Johnis had no appetite for water, not with this creature lording over him. She was worse than the Shataiki—at least they were inhuman beasts given to the destruction of good. But this one …

A human who’d turned. Like Tanis. Like the Horde. It was no wonder that the people of the Histories would come to a nasty end, as was spoken of in hushed tones around campfires—more than mere legends.

“I’m sorry your travels between the worlds had to come to such an abrupt end so soon, but I’ve been patient enough.”

“You’re bluffing; you only have three of the books,” he said.

“I assure you, I have the blue book, complete with the smudge of Datsal’s blood on the first page. I not only have it; I’ve used it to enter the simulation—Paradise—many times. I assume you know about the simulation.

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