Plague of Coins (The Judas Chronicles #1) by James Aiden

Author:James, Aiden [James, Aiden]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Aiden James Fiction
Published: 2011-05-01T15:00:00+00:00

“Pops...Pops!...Pops!! Slow down for Christ’s sake!!!”

I could hear Alistair’s pants behind me, but we had to move quickly. I should’ve known that Zoran’s salutation was as much a warning as it was a goodwill statement. Once we were within a quarter of a mile of the gate I heard the soft purr of a motor. At first, I thought it was a truck. A big truck less than five miles away.

If only that had been the source for the steadily growing rumble in the air.

“Ali, something bad is about to happen—very bad—so I need you to get your ass in gear!” I told him over my shoulder, motioning again for both him and Amy to step up their pace.

At the moment, they both looked confused. I forgot that sometimes I can hear things on a different level than most folks. I don’t think it’s a supernatural trait, as I had the same problem as a child, when high-pitched voices from young children and infants used to send me into a violent rage.

Luckily, as I grew older, my oversensitive ears improved to where I could function almost as well as anyone else. As an immortal, the pitch of a noise no longer sends me through the roof. But I do hear a lot of things that most human beings can’t, and I’ve caught myself noticing the same pitches that cause your poodles and German shepherds to perk their ears up.

So, it wasn’t until Amy started to hear the noise too that she urged my boy to keep up with her while we sprinted to the gate.

“Keep up with me, Ali—please!” she cried, yanking on his arm while looking fearfully at me.

Just then a pair of Russian helicopters suddenly appeared in the valley where the village sat. Once the pilots spotted us, they veered the choppers hard toward us, sending a spray of bullets that just barely missed Alistair’s and Amy’s feet. As I feared, Mr. Stanislav didn’t take kindly to our escape, and probably received some kind of ‘heads up’ that we were on our way back to his illegal operation. Sending a pair of military helicopters after us further confirmed the notion that he was no longer interested in capturing us alive. His mercenaries could’ve waited and ambushed us if that were the case.

“They’re turning around to make another pass!” I called back to Amy and Alistair, slowing down just long enough for them to catch up to me. At this point, I hoped my personal enemy from long ago, Viktor Kaslow, was more interested in killing me than them. If so, I planned to be the one who got shot—knowing I may never see Alistair or Beatrice ever again. My boy’s immediate survival overrode all else. “We’re going to have to make a run for the gate right now! Come on!!”

The look of abhorrence on Alistair’s face would’ve been comical had it happened at any other time. I could almost see the images of scorpions and snakes slithering beneath the thick brush surrounding the gate’s marble pillars in his panicked mind.

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