Million Dollar Gift by Ian Somers

Author:Ian Somers [Ian Somers]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: million_dollar_gift
Publisher: The O'Brien Press
Published: 2012-08-26T04:00:00+00:00

Marianne staggered along the hall to her apartment door. She leaned her weary body against it and fumbled in her pockets for the key. She rarely used a key, as she could manipulate any locking mechanism with her psychokinesis, but she was too tired to use her gifts.

She unlocked the door and took a cautious step inside. It was dark and she’d never used the light switch before. Normally she just thought of light and the lamps came on. She had to preserve her strength though so she ran her hand along the wall until she found the plastic switch.

‘How do people live like this?’ she wondered as she kicked the door closed. ‘Must be awful having to do everything manually.’

The apartment was enormous but appeared even bigger than it actually was because there was little or no furniture. Marianne had earned millions from her work with Golding but her life was spartan. Material possessions meant little to her; she valued knowledge more than anything else and there were piles of books and magazines everywhere. Her pursuit of knowledge, particularly knowledge of the true gifts, was more important than anything else.

She kicked off her boots and threw down her jacket, which was dashed with blood. Her shoulder was going numb from the injury Shaw had inflicted. The bullet had only grazed her but the force of it had damaged her shoulder muscles. It wasn’t only the injury that had drained her; she’d extended herself to the limit during the battle of the Laberinto. It had been a monumental achievement though, she’d faced and defeated not only a small army, but also Barega, who was one of the most dangerous of all the gifted in the world. Her gifts had been growing in strength since childhood and had now reached their peak.

Even the most powerful need a rest though and Marianne headed straight for the bathroom to fill the tub with hot water.

She removed her clothes and walked to the mirror where she gazed at her reflection. The wound on her shoulder wasn’t serious, but there was a lot of bruising, some dried blood and she couldn’t move her right arm without wincing. She couldn’t allow the injury to get in the way of her plans, though. She’d just have to take a bath, clean and bandage the wound and take the pain.

She stepped into the tub and soaked her lower body for a while. She’d spent twenty hours sitting on a plane before the battle with Golding’s guards. She would have loved to spend the entire evening in the bath, but time was not on her side.

Her dreadlocks began to unravel then bloated out. Marianne had so much control over her gift of psychokinesis that she could control her hair and create, and keep in place, any sort of hairstyle. The bloated dreads formed one massive globe of white frizz then fell into a perfectly straight, silky white mane that splashed into the steaming water around her chest.

Her thoughts were filled with what was to come.

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