Whirlpool (Cutter Cay Book 6) by Cherry Adair

Author:Cherry Adair [Adair, Cherry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B079GKL5Z1
Published: 2018-02-14T06:00:00+00:00

FIFTEEN

Vadini might be sincere as hell, but as a scientist, a number cruncher and a no bullshit visionary, Finn didn't believe one word of this so called 'prophecy.' There was a hard sell coming. He just hadn't figured what it was, or who was behind it. and what the fuck their end game was. Yet.

"I will paraphrase the inscription on la tavoletta d'oro Merrezo, tablet number two, as follows," Bria's linguist rubbed his papery hands together before leaning closer to the second tablet. He spoke haltingly, clearly reading in the language the texts were written in, thinking in Italian, and then translating again in English.

Or he'd memorized a script.

"Warring factions distort the truth," Vadini intoned. "The chosen are not protectors. Blackstar's words must be heard or humanity will be lost. Goddess and stargazer unite. If message goes unheeded, fiery death."

Nicely done in suitably reverent and hushed tones. Finn wondered if the Cutters had found the guy at Central Casting. He was good, really good.

Not once in the decade he'd known the brothers, had they ever given him any indication that they'd been playing the long game. But some cons were worth a longer, long game.

"Again with the apocalypse," Logan shook his head, sending Finn a sardonic glance. "Better get out your cape and tights, buddy, sounds like you'll be busy."

"No. No. No." Núñez's mouth pinched in disapproval. He jabbed the tablet with his finger, causing Bria and Dr. Vadini to gasp. "This section says, 'The chosen are the protectors.'"

Nick put a hand on Núñez's shoulder, drawing him away from the tablet. "No touching."

"I do not think so, Dr. Núñez," Vadini's censure was mild. "My studies of the Abipón language tell me there is a negative in this line. Are not."

"I, too have studied and I most strongly beg to differ."

Vadini shrugged his narrow shoulders. "It is of no consequence that we disagree. Let us continue on."

"Okay, so we're listening to Blackstar's words," Zane said as he absently, and tenderly ran his palm over his wife's bedhead hair. All it did was make the dark strands spring up untidily in another direction. "But he doesn't seem to be telling us much of anything. Other than that people are going to war. Something us humanoids have done since time immemorial."

Teal laughed at her husband's quip. A little bit plain, a lot rumpled, she was a marked contrast to her sister-in-law Bria, whose dark hair was in a sophisticated coil behind her head, her clothes stylish and immaculate. And to Ariel, who'd bared her gorgeous legs in white shorts, and her arms in a lime green tank top, her crowning glory in a fat fiery braid that was already starting to unravel. Just the way he liked it. The three women couldn't be more different.

"I love this stuff," Ariel held the empty water bottle to her cheek. Finn wanted to be the bottle. He wanted to be the thin fabric of her shirt cupping her breasts, he wanted to be her damned shorts clinging to her heart-shaped ass.

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