The Quest (Psionic Pentalogy Book 4) by Howell Adrian

Author:Howell, Adrian [Howell, Adrian]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-01-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11: Major Edward Regis

There was no mistaking him, even with the blindfold covering his eyes, even with the longer hair, the beard, the scars and the burns and bruises covering his body. He wasn’t just a Wolf. He was the Wolf. Alia had recognized him too. That’s what she had been trying to warn me about.

I barely made it up to the top of the stairs before I collapsed onto the floor, clutching my chest, hyperventilating and feeling so nauseous I was afraid I might throw up.

I didn’t even know his name. But I remembered his boot in my gut. I remembered the tiny metal room, and the excruciating electric shocks running through my body. And I remembered a filthy little girl wearing a tattered hospital gown, dark bruises on her arms and face, so completely lost in her pain and fear that she didn’t even recognize me anymore.

I heard Merlin’s voice say, “It’s alright. Just breathe, Adrian. What’s going on here?”

Scott said, “Adrian says the captives downstairs are Wolves. He says he knows one of them.”

“I see.”

Breathing slowly, I got to my feet and said to Merlin, “Give me your gun.”

I had left my pistol somewhere upstairs, and I didn’t have the energy left for six focused blasts.

Merlin shook his head. “Adrian, we can’t kill them yet. We should find out what they know. That’s why the Angels didn’t kill them either.”

“Give me your gun,” I said again, more severely.

“This isn’t…” began Merlin, but then we heard the sound of a car engine outside.

I followed Merlin and the others to the living room where, through the broken window, I saw Merlin’s van pulling up in front of the house.

The shock of seeing the Wolf who had tortured Alia and me had temporarily driven Terry from my mind, but suddenly I no longer cared about my revenge. That could wait.

We rushed outside where we found James helping Dr. Land get Terry’s stretcher out of the back of the van. Alia had come in the van too.

“How is she?” I asked as Alia jumped into my arms.

“She’s going to be okay, Addy,” said Alia.

Terry was still unconscious, but Dr. Land said, “She’s just sleeping. I doubt she’ll be walking for a few days yet, but the worst is over.”

Candace seemed to have recovered from her shock, and she held the door open for us as we wheeled Terry into the house.

Merlin and the Richardsons had moved Steven and all of the dead Angels to the room with the balcony, where the surviving hider was tied to the furniture. We put Terry in the telekinetic’s bedroom at the far end of the second-floor corridor, and I carefully levitated her over to the soft bed. The telekinetic had left the window wide open when she flew out, but at least it wasn’t shattered like the door. We closed the window and then nailed a blanket over the doorframe so that Terry’s temporary bedroom would remain tolerably warm. Terry stirred a little as we tucked her in, but she didn’t wake.

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