The Secret Gift by Ian Somers

Author:Ian Somers [Ian Somers]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781847177100
Publisher: The O'Brien Press
Published: 2014-08-26T04:00:00+00:00

As always, Hunter’s plan seemed a simple one. We were to go to Dublin port and he would cloak us as we sneaked onto the first liner that was headed to Britain. From there we were to search out either Canavan or Armitage – these were the only two people that Hunter could be sure about. Everyone else in the Guild was to be treated as an enemy.

In truth, Hunter’s plans were never straightforward and this one was no different. No plan is simple when everyone is your enemy. We were wanted by the police after the battle at the Windmill Hotel, and because it was thought to be terrorism, every police force in the western world was on the lookout for us. The Guild was not safe for us anymore; there were people in the organisation who were traitors and had already tried to have us murdered. Then there was the shadowy group that Malcolm Wilson was a part of. They appeared to have moles planted everywhere and there was the unseen threat of the assassin that Brofeldt had warned us about. There was so much danger surrounding us that I felt claustrophobic even in the open air.

It took less than an hour to get from Maybrook to the docklands in Dublin. Hunter used his light-tuning gift to render us invisible to everyone around us and we were able to navigate right past the lines of cars waiting to drive onto the ferry to Liverpool. The fear that I felt as we neared the boat was in stark contrast to the elation I experienced the last time I boarded a boat in this port and left Ireland to enter The Million Dollar Gift. I was full of hope back then. Now I just wanted to get through the night with my life.

I steered the bike to the front of the line of vehicles and drove alongside an eighteen wheeler as it parked in the car deck, which was below the passenger levels. We were well hidden away and the hold was empty and silent by the time the ferry pulled away from the port. This allowed Hunter to relinquish the cloak and he was able to rest properly. We intended to stay there hidden next to the truck for the entire journey. We would have if Hunter hadn’t fallen asleep. He still wasn’t back to full health and after almost two hours of swaying in silence he drifted off.

With no one to talk to I soon grew restless and started to wander the tight spaces between the vehicles. I had no intention of doing anything apart from wandering until I saw an open door that led into a narrow service corridor. I took a glance through the open door out of sheer boredom and saw there was a telephone mounted on the wall at the far end. I wouldn’t have much time to myself after we reached Liverpool so this was my one and only opportunity to disobey Hunter’s orders and contact Cathy.

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