“Her memory of escaping from Jon was hazy. In order to block the pain, she’d had to go far into her mind, into the shadows that she’d first found when she’d been a child. When her father had strapped her to the table in his lab. He hadn’t experimented on just the paranormals. He’d wanted to create stronger, better humans. He’d planned for her and her brother to be the first “better” humans. That hadn’t worked out. But their father hadn’t given up easily. He’d just ignored their screams and tears.... The motorcycle braked. She couldn’t see anything in front of her. Just the darkness. As they’d driven, she’d smelled smoke, a heavy, thick blast of smoke that had followed them on the wind. It was gone now. It was just them. And darkness. “No one’s here,” Dante said. “You can go inside and rest.” He turned off the bike. Right. She was supposed to stop holding so tightly to him. Her body still ached, but not as badly as it had. She climbed off the motorcycle slowly, then stood for a moment, making sure that she wasn’t about to fall on her face.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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