The book of night with moon by Diane Duane

Author:Diane Duane [Duane, Diane]
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fantasy, Epic, General, Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Juvenile Fiction, Science Fiction, Fantasy, Magic, Animals, Contemporary, Cats, Pets
ISBN: 9781568656212
Publisher: Warner Books
Published: 2010-01-21T16:01:43+00:00

Chapter Nine

She headed for Grand Central at her best speed, which (this time of night) meant skywalking; but her concerns over this were fewer than usual. There were not that many people likely to spot a black cat in the dim predawn air, fifty stories up, and all the birds of prey were asleep.

Rhiow came down to ground level again at Forty-second and Lexington, and got herself sidled. She trotted past the Grand Hyatt, past a few drunks sitting against the walls, waiting for the station (or the nearby liquor store) to open; passed through the locked front doors, and hurried up past the waiting room ...

... and stopped, looking around her suspiciously. There was something different...

The lights in the display area were mostly out, of course, with the station in closed-down mode.

No... that’s not it.

Rhiow walked past the biggest of the mounted skeletons, strolling toward the back of the room. No one hiding here... That had been the first impression: something concealing itself, hugging the shadows, waiting ... Nothing. You’re nervous. Let’s get on with business.

Rhiow started to walk out again ... and then paused, looked up at the biggest skeleton.

Its position was different.

Impossible. The thing weighs tons; it’s wired together much too securely to sag out of shape.

An illusion, then ... born of the darkness, her nerves. The way the head hung down, the empty eyes looking at her, was creepy in this subdued lighting, seeming somehow more concentrated and immediate than they had yesterday. The nasty little front claws were held out in what might almost have been a gesture of surprise—in an ehhif, at least. Iau only knew what such a gesture might once have meant in a saurian. If there was threat in these poor dead bones, it was in the huge jaws, the serried ranks of fangs ...

Rhiow thought suddenly of the back of the cavern that led into the deep Downside: the spikes of stone, the jaws ready to close ...

She flirted her tail in annoyance at herself—there were much more important things to think about at the moment. She turned and galloped up into the brighter lighting of the main concourse, down to the platform for Track 30 and the gate....

-=O=-***-=O=-

Saash was there. So was another figure, an ehhif, sidled as well: Tom Swale, Har’lh’s partner-Advisory. He was a little shorter than Har’lh, a little broader in the shoulder, higher-cheekboned, and with silver-shot hair: if anything he looked more like an Area Advisory than his partner did, though he wore the same kind of informal clothes this time of day, shirt and jeans and sneakers. His easygoing face, though, was wearing an unusual expression of strain and concern.

“It’s nice to see you, Rhiow,” Tom said, hunkering down to talk to her, “but I wish to die Powers that it was under other circumstances. Saash has filled you in?”

“Yes.” Rhiow looked over at Saash, who said, “I’ve checked all the logs of all the gates here, and the Penn team has fed me all their gates’ logs as well.

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