Fugitive: A Space Opera: Book Five of The Shadow Order by Michael Robertson

Fugitive: A Space Opera: Book Five of The Shadow Order by Michael Robertson

Author:Michael Robertson [Robertson, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Phalanx Press
Published: 2017-11-15T07:00:00+00:00


Chapter 31

“He said he let Dad visit, but he wouldn’t ever let me,” Seb said as Logan drove them back to his dad’s house. The car bounced with the undulations in Danu’s barren wasteland. The small cushion of air it rode on did little to make the ride any smoother than if they’d had wheels. In fact, it would have coped better with wheels. It seemed that whenever Logan’s old police car passed over a particularly nasty bump, it would bob for the next quarter of a mile.

Logan kept his attention through the front windscreen. The sun had started to set on the horizon, a red glow slowly taking over the sky. “What would you have had him do?”

“I think he should have told me. It’s the right thing to do. He should have let me make the choice about what was good for me.”

“Like you’ve done with your Shadow Order friends?”

Seb looked at the older man and ground his jaw. Rage and despair ran through him in equal measure after what he’d just witnessed. His voice cracked when he said, “That’s different.”

“How? You think you know better than them? That you know what’s good for them, but others don’t know what’s good for you?”

Another look at his dad’s oldest friend, the tall frant still frowned as he stared ahead. He sat hunched over the steering wheel. Something about his demeanour didn’t ring true. “You knew,” Seb said. He pointed at the older being. “You knew about Dad’s visits.”

“Of course I did.”

“Then why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because he didn’t want me to.”

To stop the vicious torrent rushing from his mouth, Seb paused and looked out of the window next to him at the sandy landscape. His pulse raced while he watched the barren wasteland fly past. The sun might have hung much lower in the sky, but it still shone bright and he had to squint against its glare. But he couldn’t be angry with Logan. The old creature hadn’t done anything wrong. In a much quieter voice than before, he said, “I’ve not got anyone left, Logan.”

The old man reached across with his large left hand and squeezed Seb’s shoulder. He looked at him for the first time since they’d been in the car. “You’ve got your friends still. They sound like they love you.” A snort of a laugh, he added, “Although I don’t know why.”

Despite the gravity of what had happened, Seb smiled.

“Sometimes we make what we think are the best decisions,” Logan said. “From what I’ve seen, they rarely are. Maybe we’re trying to protect those we love, but maybe we’re trying to protect ourselves. Maybe Davey hurt too much to then see his sadness staring back at him through his brother’s eyes. Maybe you need to put yourself in his shoes and allow him that one freedom he had left, the freedom of making a choice about who came to visit him.”

Seb’s bottom lip buckled. “The first thing I said to him was that he looked old.



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