One Tin Soldier: A Post-Apocalyptic Superhero Novel (The Murder of Crows Book 3) by Chris Tullbane

Author:Chris Tullbane [Tullbane, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ghost Falls Press
Published: 2021-11-08T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 30

It took a surprisingly long time to tell the story, and Stephen had to leave again about halfway through when some of those details triggered another panic attack. When I finished, there was a silence so deep I could swim in it.

You know, if I knew how to swim.

“Who are you?” Bob finally breathed. All the fight had gone out of him right around the time he slumped back into his chair.

“Walker is one of our Cape students, on loan from the Academy of Heroes in Los Angeles for this year’s Mission,” said Mammoth.

“Are all the Free States’ Powers this—”

“No,” said the older Power. “Walker is a bit of a special case.”

“First Crow Cape ever,” I said, not wanting to get into my power classification when even Cagney was looking at me like I had three heads. “And still sane, shockingly enough.”

Weirdly, that didn’t do anything to reassure anyone.

“So, you actually met the Weaver,” said Eleanor. “And she’s not coming any further south?”

“She’s not planning to. I don’t know what this sickness she’s talking about is, but she’s moved her nest into the mountains, and from what I could understand, she’s there to stay.”

The old woman turned to give Bob a triumphant look.

“The whole reason she moved her nest is because the sickness did spread,” argued the other man. “We can’t just bury our heads in the sand and pretend it might not happen again.”

“The people of my town have been through hell in the past month,” said Eleanor. “Your town is a day’s ride away and on the very outskirts of the Weaver’s new hunting grounds. I’m not going to abandon this town on the off chance that some mysterious sickness displaces the Weaver for only the second time in a century!”

“I didn’t move my people down here just so they could be spider food,” roared Bob.

“Then feel free to keep on moving down the road,” barked the older woman. “Nobody’s forcing you to stay!”

Mammoth surged to his feet, and that big of a man moving suddenly was an argument all on its own.

“The Mission will be leaving Regent in two days. We do not have the horses, the wagons, or the supplies to take more than a handful of you with us. You need to come to an agreement.”

“Two days?” asked Eleanor.

“That’s not a lot of time,” said Bob, at almost the same time.

“We have spent all the time we could spare,” said the Shifter. “Regent wasn’t even on our original route, and there are other towns we have to reach.”

“How big are the hunting packs, Walker?” asked Cagney. The slim black woman had stayed quiet through my story and the arguments before and after. “On average?”

“I’d say about twenty to forty spiders.”

“And do you think they’d attack a fortified town? One with walls and guards, unlike Gladstone?”

I met her eyes across the room, knowing nobody would like my answer. “Yeah, they would—”

“Then we’re leaving,” declared Bob.

“—but they’d go for the easy prey first,” I added, ignoring his interruption.

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