Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 144760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 724(@200wpm)___ 579(@250wpm)___ 483(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 144760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 724(@200wpm)___ 579(@250wpm)___ 483(@300wpm)
As we stood in the mouth of the cave, moonlight had cast all of us in silver.
The energy between us was weird. Not quite celebratory, not quite afraid. Wariness that this was a trick was the main mood.
The only things anyone had bothered packing were a spare set of clothes and some food for the journey. No one had bothered to take the Fable book we’d been given or any other mementos of this cesspit.
Good fucking riddance.
Despite the lack of luggage, no one noticed I hadn’t packed at all.
They didn’t notice I hung back as we got closer to the cave.
They turned in shock when I stopped on the outskirts of the stone cathedral, and whispered, “Goodbye.”
The chef and his maid waited in the shadows while my family returned in a flock. A flock of kids who’d grown into adults, all scarred with the same troubles.
“Kas?” Nyx touched my arm, her eyes wide. “Goodbye? What does that mean? You’re coming with us, right?”
Wes leaned heavily on Jareth who had him propped up between him and Neo. Sweat ran down his face, fever and sickness evident in his stare. “Come on, man. Let’s go.” He shivered even in the hot evening. Whatever those bastards had done to his leg, he’d been poisoned from it. “You saved us, Kas. Don’t be a jackass now.”
I half-smiled. “I’m never a jackass without reason.”
“Exactly.” Wes winced, coughing in pain. “So enough dilly dally. Let’s go.”
“I agree. Go.” I pointed into the black tomb of the cave. “Between all of you, you should remember the way.”
“We can’t do this without you, Kas,” Sarez murmured, clinging to my hand. “We wouldn’t even be here without you. If you think we’re going to walk away—”
“You’re not walking away. I’m coming after you.” I cupped her cheek, staring into her eyes before looking at everyone in turn. “I promise. I’ll find you.”
“Just come with us now.” Quell sniffed, tears tracking molten silver in the moonlight. “We can’t say goodbye.”
Wes swayed, his skin green and leg smelling rank. They couldn’t delay getting him help.
They have to go. Now.
This wouldn’t be easy. Christ, it would be the hardest thing I’d ever done. But I wouldn’t let them wait here while I did what had to be done. My job wasn’t over yet. I’d vowed to keep them safe, and they weren’t safe...not yet.
“I’ll follow soon. I give you my word. I just need to clean up first.”
“Clean up?! You’re going to bury those bastards?” Elise snarled. “No way. Let them rot.”
“If anyone finds this place,” I said. “They’ll be a manhunt if they find a house of corpses.”
“No one will find it.” She waved her arms. “That’s the point! No one ever found us.”
“I’m sure Storymaker has an outside contact. He’ll have a contingency plan if anything should happen to him. Who else sends regular supplies and food? The network isn’t dealt with yet.”
“I don’t care. He’s dead. You’re coming with us, Kas.”
I shook my head. “I’m not, Elise. Not until it’s over.”
“This is stupid.” Maliki snorted. “Who cares if Storymaker has friends. We’ll be gone. They won’t be able to touch us.”
My temper flared, worry rippling down my spine. “Don’t you think he has our records, Mal? Our real names? Our homes and where he stole us from? They’ll come after us. They’ll go after someone new. Do you honestly want other kids going through what we did? Are you that selfish to turn your back on those that might replace you?”
Everyone fell silent.
My anger faded, but my worry only increased. “This isn’t over. The shit I’ve done...” I choked, shoving away the bitter memories—the countless “games,” the eternal pain and imprisonment.
I’d survived by channeling my agony into something good. Into a shield to protect those I could.
I’d almost finished that task, but if I didn’t stay and destroy any information that would lead others to us or kill anyone else associated with this disgusting, disgusting place, then I’d fail.
I’d be turning my back on others who needed me, not caring when another guy like me was raped or another girl like Quell was forced onto her knees to blow a man three times her age.
No way.
Just...no.
I can’t.
“Leave.” I pointed into the darkness. “I’m not asking. Go.”
“But—”
“No buts.” I shook my head at Maliki. “Wes is dying. You need to leave. I’ll deal with the bodies, and then I’ll follow.”
“But how will you know where to find us?”
“I’ll manage.”
“We’ll come back for you.” Zanik spoke up. “I’ll stay and help—”
I narrowed my eyes. “Zan, you have to keep the others safe. You’re the second oldest. Get Wes to a hospital, protect our sisters. I’m fine. Truly. I need to know you’re all together.”
“This is just stupid,” Neo snapped. “We go together, or we don’t go at all.”
Wes had perfect timing as he suddenly groaned, vomited, then passed out.