The Dead-Tossed Waves [book 2] by Carrie Ryan

Author:Carrie Ryan
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Family Secrets, Social Issues, Love & Romance, Girls & Women, Religion, Secrets, Emotions & Feelings, Juvenile Fiction, Cults, Fantasy & Magic, Fiction, Fantasy, Horror & Ghost Stories, Horror Stories, Horror
ISBN: 9780385736848
Publisher: Gollancz
Published: 2010-03-08T06:00:00+00:00

“Why do you worship them?” I ask.

He takes a deep breath, blowing it out through pursed lips as he turns toward me. I notice again how his eyes are almost colorless, the sharpness of his cheekbones. “I don’t worship them,” he says.

I don’t understand. “But you’re a Souler,” I tell him, as if it’s obvious.

He studies my face and I want to look away from him but I force myself to keep his gaze. I squirm a little under his scrutiny. “I’m not a Souler, Gabry,” he says. “That’s what I was trying to tell you on the beach. I’m not one of them.”

My eyes widen and I shake my head, feeling as though he’s playing some sort of trick on me. “But you’re here with them. You were there the other night. You watched them sacrifice that boy. And you’re dressed like them and look like them.” I could keep going but he holds up a hand for me to stop and I fall into silence.

He presses his fingers to his forehead, pushing at the skin as if trying to gather the words he needs. I bristle, waiting to hear what he has to say.

“I told you I was looking for someone,” he says, and I nod. “It’s my sister. I’m looking for my sister.” He swallows. “I lost her.” I can hear the desperation in his voice and it makes me feel physically weak. I want to close my hand around his but a part of me is still suspicious of him.

“She was all I had left and I promised I’d take care of her and she’s gone. We’d been living in the Dark City but neither of us were citizens. I was only allowed in to trade and sometimes even then I could barely make the rents. I joined the Recruiters so that I’d get citizenship—so that I’d be allowed as a permanent resident of the Protected Zones and I could take her with me without having to pay anymore. But when I came home after serving she wasn’t there.” He pauses, wiping a hand over his face.

“I couldn’t find her anywhere and I thought maybe she’d been forced to leave. I had to find her.” His words come out in a rush, his voice cracked. “A single man can’t travel through the Protectorate.

The roads are too dangerous, with Unconsecrated and bandits. Half the towns and cities won’t even let you in the gates if you’re alone.”

He leans toward me, speaking fast now, his breath weaving hot around us. “The Soulers are recognized by the Protectorate. They’re nomads—they can go anywhere and be granted access.

Joining them was the only way for me to search for her.” It’s so much to take in at once that I feel stunned, having to retrace everything we’ve ever said to each other. To rethink every thought about him in the softer light of this new information.

His eyes are so earnest, so full of pain, that I want to believe him. I can see in his gaze that he needs me to believe him.

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