Fear Darkness (The Fear Chronicles Book 3) by C.C. Bolick

Author:C.C. Bolick [Bolick, C.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dirt Road Books
Published: 2020-01-30T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Travis

For lunch, Tyler took me to a restaurant outside of the palace. We walked out of the palace and down the stone street. I watched everyone on this street as if we were deep undercover in hostile territory. Not an asphalt street, actual stones.

The people looked like us, with a variety of skin colors. Clothes were mostly informal like the black pants and shirt I wore. They said words I didn’t understand. Several nodded to Tyler as he passed.

“Does everyone know you here?” I asked.

“It’s the uniform,” he said. “They know I’m a guard at the palace.”

“Are you free to go wherever you want?”

“I’m not a prisoner. I can’t teleport like most of these people, but I can walk wherever I want. I can take a ship back to Earth on my days off.”

“Do you?”

He shook his head. “I try to keep my mind here. It’s easier that way.”

I could only imagine how he felt after Sylvia kicked him out of the agency. She’d threatened treason charges for her own grandson. He almost got me killed…

“We’ll eat at my favorite place. They make human food. It’s a pub themed with animals from Earth. They don’t have lions, tigers, or bears here.”

“I figured you’d take me somewhere exotic. Whenever we traveled for the agency, you always wanted to check out the local food.”

“You want local? Okay.” Tyler laughed and led me into a small restaurant with dim lights. It took me a moment to adjust from the bright sunlight. People in fancy clothes sat around small wooden tables with a glowing orange light that circled the edge. A woman in a floor-length red dress showed us to a table and handed me a menu made of paper beneath a glossy surface.

She spoke to Tyler. The red dress had a cut up to her hip. The fabric fit like it was sprayed on, so tight it was hard for me to look away. He answered with words I couldn’t pronounce and she left with our menus.

“You speak their language already?”

“Van wanted me up to speed so they programmed me by flashing words at a supersonic pace. The experiment only worked because of my photographic memory.”

That’s how he integrated into the society here so fast. His memory was one of the few powers I envied. It made him a great agent. I held up the menu. “I was expecting something more exotic. Paper menu? Wooden table?”

“It is exotic. Only the rich people use paper since cutting trees is forbidden. Furniture made of wood costs a fortune. You won’t see much outside of the palace.” He leaned close. “You couldn’t afford the bill here without tapping into your funds back home.”

He always liked to tease me about the trust fund. The woman returned with two glasses of beer, narrow and tall with a metal base to stabilize. Thoughts of Rena hit me.

“Everything okay?” he asked.

“Rena hates me drinking. I need to find her.”

“She’s safe, man. Rena’s surrounded by people who can protect her, as if she needs help with her power.

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