Watcher by Unknown Author

Author:Unknown Author
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Charles Grant

He scratched the back of his head, hard. "What do you mean? I don't get it." "All of us, all the tribes of the Garou, spend our lives trying to save Gaia. The Earth. There are forces that work against us, not all of them human. But we try, )o. We keep on trying."

"You rip it, Mr. Blanchard."

He sat up sharply. "1 what?”

"No secrets anymore, do you understand? No secrets. Their safe time is over."

He didn't like the way the snow sounded like tiny claws on the pane; he didn't like the way the snow blurred the view and turned daylight to gray; he didn't like the way his throat abruptly dried.

"No offense, Mr. Crimmins, but do you know what the hell you're saying here?"

"I know precisely what I'm saying, Mr. Blanchard. I've given it more thought than you’ll ever know."

"Jesus.” He inhaled slowly. "lesus H. Christ."

"What separates us from you is something we call the Veil. I am sworn to protect it, as well."

"Can I have a minute here?”

"Take your time, Mr. Blanchard, take your time. I want no misunderstandings.”

He placed the receiver carefully on the bed, rose, and walked to the window. There was nothing to see except for the snow, for the struggling traffic, but when he placed his fingertips against the pane, the cold felt damn good.

They were nuts.

Those guys were fucking nuts.

Rip the goddamn Veil?

He made a small noise in his throat, covered his mouth with one hand, and looked over his shoulder at the bed.

Were they out of their goddamn minds?

Christ, this wasn't just some war they would start. This was goddamn Armageddon.

"Your rogue, Jo, is a Garou. That’s why you’ve never found him. You started out looking for an animal, now you're hunting a human. You should have been looking for both.”

He couldn't tell a thing from her expression; he couldn't tell how deep her retreat had taken her.

"It's a hunger born of madness. We all .. ." He faltered, looked away, decided to concentrate on the window and the leafless branches outside. "We all must kill to eat. To live. It's a part of us, there's no getting around it, and we ... I make no excuses for it. The madness is just .. . killing. For the hell of it. For the pleasure of it.

"And my job is to stop it."

"You're crazy," she whispered. "We’re both crazy.”

"I am a Silent Strider. A loner. Always alone." The wind caused the branches to quiver. Shadows darted across the pane like smears of black rain. "And I am one of the best at what I do."

"Tell that to Curly Guestin.”

He glanced at her, pleased—for just that split second, she had taken his word. Right now, it was enough.

"So tell me," she said, shuddering a deep breath, "are you like in the movies? Full moon? Silver bullets? A normal guy one minute, a wolf the next? Fangs and claws, all that shit?”

The bravado and derision were back.

"You'll see."

He picked up the receiver, but he didn’t sit down, "Back, Mr.

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