Shattered Past by Lindsay Buroker

Author:Lindsay Buroker [Buroker, Lindsay]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Tags: Paranormal Romance
Amazon: B01AVX32XC
Published: 2016-01-20T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Vann pushed rocks around, clearing room for Captain Kaika, who whistled cheerfully as she set explosives against the granite at the end of the tunnel.

“You’re just going to blow this open, right?” he asked, rolling a boulder out of her way. “Not bring down this tunnel and everything that might be back there.”

“What’s back there is probably just more rocks.” Kaika pulled a fuse out of one of the pouches on her utility belt.

“Probably, but that doesn’t answer my question.”

“I’m not using charges designed to collapse the mountain again, I assure you. As to the tunnel, I’m reasonably sure the section Bosmont and his team hollowed out can withstand some explosive attention.” Kaika waved toward the front of the passage, the part reinforced with beams and posts. “This back half is a mess. More of it may fall down, but we have Boxcar and his thick neck to clear the rubble.”

“It’s me and my thick neck that are clearing things for you right now.”

“That’s your choice, sir. You seem unable to sit still for more than two minutes without hurling something heavy around.”

It was more that Lilah had been pursing her lips in disapproval at him since Bosmont had shared the story about the witches getting crushed, and Vann wanted an excuse to avoid her. What had she expected him to do? Shed tears for people who had died three hundred years ago? People who preferred using magic to more honorable means of dealing with problems? Perhaps he should have tried harder to keep his thoughts to himself, but he hadn’t expected Lilah to be some... witch sympathizer. Bosmont didn’t seem to care one way or another about witches, and Vann could accept that, but to be sad that the dreadful people had been taken from the world? He couldn’t abide such thinking, not after what he’d endured at the hands of someone with that kind of power.

All he said to Kaika was, “I can sit still for five minutes at a time.”

“I’m sure that’s why I always find you standing at your desk to do paperwork.”

Vann pushed another boulder out of her way, heaving with his muscles, enjoying the sensation of physical exertion. He did hate the desk. The paperwork didn’t bother him so much, as long as he didn’t have to spend an entire day at it, since he liked having the power to keep things orderly, but he hated what came with the paperwork, being responsible for hundreds of men, men who always had some complaint or another or some ridiculous request. He’d had three requests for leave come in the day before, as if this was the kind of duty station where one could hop on a train for a ride home for the holidays.

“What do you think of Professor Zirkander?” Kaika said, kneeling to attach her fuse to a charge.

“Don’t say that name.”

“Professor Lilah then.” She grinned back at him.

“I don’t think anything of her.”

Such a lie. Even if she was a witch sympathizer,

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.