Guardian Angel (Psionic Pentalogy Book 5) by Howell Adrian

Author:Howell, Adrian [Howell, Adrian]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-01-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11: Matters of Trust

I didn’t confront Mark that day or the day after, partly because I still had plenty of doubts about my gut feeling, and partly because I was distracted by a special New Year’s mission that the Resistance had started up.

The Guardians were getting ready to pay the Angels back in kind for a prank that they had once played on us in New Haven. And our payment was going to be made with a considerable amount of interest. During the last week of December, our tourists carefully planted small explosives in strategic locations in and around the Lumina buildings. When detonated at the stroke of midnight on New Year’s Eve, these bombs would sound like fireworks but kill or maim a fair number of Seraphim and common Angels. As our tourists worked outside, the camera crew carefully monitored their progress while all blood runners were kept on high alert, ready to move out at a moment’s notice.

After days of watching over our tourists as they sprinkled Lumina with their deadly packages, I couldn’t help feeling some disgust with the Guardians’ idea of fun and games. It wasn’t like I hadn’t killed people too, but I felt that our moral standards here had reached a new low.

“Wasn’t there something in the Bible about not killing people?” I asked Mark sarcastically.

“It’s one of the Ten Commandments,” confirmed Mark, “though we break it fairly frequently here. It’s been a long time since I was a priest.”

“Even I’ve heard of the Ten Commandments,” I told him.

“In a perfect world, Richard, we wouldn’t need them.”

The mission was, for the most part, a success, even though one of our tourists was killed on the day before New Year’s Eve while she was planting a bomb. Once the Seraphim discovered what we were up to, they doubled their guard and canceled several of their planned New Year’s parties. A few of our bombs were found and defused before midnight but the Seraphim couldn’t locate them all. As for the tourist who died, I had never even met her, and I found myself secretly relieved that she had been killed rather than wounded. It spared Alia from an extremely high-risk blood run through teams of Seraphim that were openly patrolling the streets and park.

There was, of course, no real New Year’s party at Twenty Point Five. Instead, everyone crowded into the surveillance room at midnight to watch our fireworks wreak havoc on the Angels. Proton led the New Year’s toast shortly after the mission ended with nine confirmed kills and two dozen more severely wounded. I didn’t feel like celebrating a terrorist attack on our former capital, but I downed my wine and quietly cheered.

Miraculously, Alia had no blood runs during the first half of January, but Raider still took her out on short training runs every two or three days. Alia insisted, and I agreed, that Raider was as trustworthy a protector as Ed Regis and myself, but I knew that the Seraphim were seriously riled after our New Year’s prank.

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