Salvation by Rye Brewer

Author:Rye Brewer [Brewer, Rye]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-11-27T16:00:00+00:00

21

Anissa

I glanced around, gauging the reactions of those around me. I couldn’t be the only person here who thought Elazar was up to something.

All of my experience with Marcus came flooding back. All the times when he’d offered something before demanding something much larger in return. That was how men like him operated. Elazar was just like him. An opportunist, even with his consort lying dead behind him. Hadn’t he just wept over her body?

“What do you mean, you don’t work for free?” Scott asked.

I would’ve hit him if the situation weren’t so dire. I didn’t want Fane to die any more than he did, but he was being reeled in and didn’t seem to realize it. Or didn’t want to, as his father breathed his final breaths.

“My services are valuable at a time such as this—but I don’t perform favors. I require payment.” His cold gaze and smooth, handsome features offered nothing of what went on under the surface.

“What’s the payment, then?” Scott urged. His eyes kept darting back and forth between the necromancer and his dying father.

I couldn’t help but register the way Fane’s breathing had changed. There were long pauses between each gurgling intake of air, and the breaths themselves were shallower. He had minutes left, if not seconds.

Elazar shook his head, still expressionless. Like he was discussing the weather instead of a matter of life or death. “I will announce repayment once the deed is done. I only feel it necessary to warn you that I do not work for free. I wouldn’t want any unfortunate misunderstandings.”

Scott looked as though he were all but ready to sign his father’s future away. “Scott,” I hissed with a sharp shake of my head.

“He’s not your father,” he growled.

“Which is why I can think clearer than you can right now. I know you want to save him. I want to save him, too.”

“He’s dying!”

“I know that!”

“Both of you, stop this,” Felicity warned, raising her voice to drown ours out. “This isn’t helping Fane.” Even so, the look she exchanged with me said she was on my side.

“You’re right. This isn’t helping my father.” The look Scott shot me nearly froze the blood in my veins.

It wasn’t as if I didn’t understand his desperation. I couldn’t help but think about my mother in those moments, remembering what Gregor had said about her. She was missing. Probably dead. If it had been her on the floor, I likely would’ve promised the moon and more just to keep her with me—or that would’ve been my impulse, at any rate. Which was why Scott needed a voice of reason to help him make sense of it.

“Quickly, now,” Elazar murmured, and a look at Fane’s face told me he was right.

Fane’s eyes were glassy. He was barely breathing. I leaned over him, hoping to see some hint of recognition. There was nothing. I wasn’t sure he was aware of what was happening around him anymore.

“What would he want?” I asked, still staring at the dying man.

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