Master: Arrow's Flight #3 by Hays Casey

Author:Hays, Casey [Hays, Casey]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Whispering Pages
Published: 2016-01-15T05:00:00+00:00

Claudia examines Ian’s wounds and cleans them with warm water before bandaging them. The bandages do only a little good in hiding the stench. She changes my own dressing, too, which has been severely neglected. I stay with her in the kitchen as she loads a small pack with food from the basement to offer the officers at the clinic. It’s a small gesture, but she hopes it will buy her an audience with General Berg.

“Will anybody recognize you?”

“I’m not sure.” She casts her eyes toward our makeshift grave with a sad sigh. “I think anyone who’s seen me is dead.”

“What about the boy they sent back? To report that Ian wasn’t here?”

She nods toward the bodies. “The one called Beau? That was him.”

I swallow and refuse to follow her eyes. Beau’s death haunts me. He seemed frightened, not like Chip.

“You stay in the room, especially during the day,” she orders as she zips her pack closed and hoists it onto her back.

I nod. “How long will you be?”

“As quick as possible.”

Her eyes droop heavily with her weariness. She attempts a smile, but I see the residue of trauma behind it. It cries for justice. I grab for her hand.

“Are you okay, Claudia?”

Suddenly, the foggy residue clears, and that peace that always seems to accompany her casts a low glow over her features.

“I’m going to be fine,” she nods. “When God is for us, who can be against us?”

My mouth parts slightly, unsure, but I squeeze her hand and nod in return.

“What are you going to tell them?”

She frowns. “I’m not quite sure yet. I’ll think of something on the way. Hopefully, I’ll run into my brother.” The words are skeptical, but she smiles again. “Take some more pain medication if you need it. You’re mending nicely.”

I smile in return, even though everything in me tempts me to cry.

“We’ll get through this, Kate. One way or the other.”

Her hand still tightly clamped with mine, she bows her head, and the words flow out of her smooth and confident, as if she’s said them a thousand times before and truly believes them.

“Yeshua, son of God, keep me strong, knowing that you always prevail in the end. Please protect my family. Be with Thomas, wherever he is. Protect Kate and Ian, too. Please give us the wisdom we need to suffer through this. And if it is your will is to save us, so be it.”

After this she goes quickly, and I lock myself into the tiny, windowless room where one small candle burns low. Sophia sleeps on, exhausted. I put out the candle and stumble to Ian’s side. His arm is slick with sweat beneath my hand, but still he shivers uncontrollably. I slip into the bed and press myself against him, willing the fever—or whatever this is—to cease. He spasms once. I close my eyes and sink into the darkness.

I try not to think of the dead bodies on the other side of the door. I’m so scared.

I’m also very aware that something happened.

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