The Drow There and Nothing More (Goth Drow Book 3) by Martha Carr & Michael Anderle

Author:Martha Carr & Michael Anderle [Martha Carr & Michael Anderle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2020-06-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifty-One

Nu’ek led them down the tunnel for another hour at least before luminescent panels lit up overhead. The golra snuffed out her flames and turned to nod at Cheyenne and Persh’al. “We’re getting close.”

“Close to what?” Cheyenne gazed at the flickering lights and couldn’t tell if they were powered by magic or the return of working technology down here.

“A transport station.” Nu’ek pointed down the dark tunnel, which slowly illuminated as their presence activated the overhead lights. “The Crown’s blocked most of the portals around the city. Fortunately, she’s got about as much control over the portals as she does over us. But the ones she either can’t touch or doesn’t care about are at least as far out as Oronti Valley, if not farther.”

The halfling grimaced. “So we have another, what? Four hours or more to go?”

Persh’al grunted. “Nah, kid. We’ll be moving a lot faster on the way back.”

Five minutes later, the tunnel opened into a wide rectangular room. Directly across from them was a heavy metal door with a circular window, and the entire wall curved away from the room’s entrance. Cheyenne studied the corners of the room and frowned. “That’s not a wall, is it?”

“Good work.” Persh’al strode across the room and gave the curving metal wall a quick slap. “More like taking the subway, kid, without the crowded seats and the smell.”

Nu’ek raised an eyebrow. “I don’t understand half of what you say anymore.”

“It’s another Earthside thing, golra. I’d say you should visit sometime, but there’s even less room for you there than there is here. Unless you’ve been brushing up on your transformation spells.”

“That would be a waste of my time.”

“Right. Well, good thing you’re staying here while we light this baby up and get the hell out of the city.” Persh’al pressed the door of the O’gúleesh shuttle, but nothing happened. “Oh, come on.”

He pressed a few more times, ran his hand over the metal from side to side and top to bottom, then pounded it with a fist. “Nu’ek!”

The golra’s thick jaw clenched and unclenched as she stared at the agitated troll. “It was fully functional the last time I was here.”

“Which was when? Right after I left?”

Her apologetic shrug was even more awkward coming from a magical her size.

“Shit.” He scowled at the door and tossed his arms in the air. “Now what, huh? L’zar’s expecting us to report back before dawn over there, and we’re not taking another fell-damn skiff to the Outers. That’s not gonna happen.”

“Tell him the station went dead.”

“Oh, sure. I’ll just pop back into the wanted drow’s hiding place hours late and hand him excuses. The guy freaks out when you bring him the wrong beef jerky flavor. How do you think he’s gonna react when his kid goes missing for hours and he can’t find her?”

“I’m not missing,” Cheyenne muttered.

“Yeah, and he won’t know that ‘til we get back to tell him, will he?”

“I’m sorry.’” Nu’ek dipped her head toward him and spread her arms.

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