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Of all the crazy moves Vonya had pulled, nothing compared to the insanity of standing in the dark corridor outside Tyn Cathedral
ОглавлениеHow she wished Brody were standing here with her—if not holding her hand, at least close enough to hear her scream should someone jump out of the shadows.
She startled at a young man who looked about eighteen.
“Did Bishop send you?”
“Whatya have?”
She dug into her pocket, pulled out the computer.
A crack shocked the air, and she jumped back.
The kid collapsed, his body lying with eyes wide in the dim glow of a jewelry store’s display.
She stood there, unable to move or breathe.
A second shot shattered the glass window beside her.
Her legs moved then, fast. She ducked down a road, turned into another alley and sprinted.
An arm snaked around her, clamping over her mouth. “I found you.”
She slammed a fist into her captor’s leg, landing her foot on his instep. He woofed out a breath, let her go and she whirled.
“Ronie!” he said.
She gulped a breath. “Brody!” She launched herself into his arms.
And then, because that’s what he did, he lifted her and carried her away.
