“You need this,” Ari said, in the kind of tone that wouldn’t take no for an answer. And she handed Kierah a mug. Kierah stared at the dark liquid inside it, and wrinkled her nose. “What is it, again?” “If … Continue reading Chapter 17: Coffee — and a confrontation about the past
[Eight years ago] Ethan heard the boy’s sobbing from down the tunnel. Swinging the pick back and digging it into the rock wall, he tried to drown it out. He didn’t know who it was or why he was crying, … Continue reading Chapter 16: Eight years ago
What did it matter what she looked like? What did it matter that she’d brought them food and saved their lives? She was an intruder and she couldn’t be trusted, end of story.
He wasn’t the trusting type — that had been beaten out of him years ago. He knew better. Continue reading Chapter 15: Not the trusting type, and yet …
She held up the backpack, once again full of food. Demarc didn’t say anything as Kierah stood there, waiting for him to allow her in again. But the way he looked at her was strange. Less brutally cold than it … Continue reading Chapter 14: “He was going to kill her.” “He would have been doing us a favor, then.”
Kierah heard him call her, and her heart skipped a beat. She turned around. Demarc had sat down on the cot, everything about him looking exhausted. But his eyes were sharp, and they were locked on her. “Will you be … Continue reading Chapter 13: “She’s an intruder”
This time, she’d smuggled in food. Ari had suggested Kierah test the limits of how far she could take this, and Terula had no problem finding extra “snacks” to bring to Kierah’s room. Both were supportive of the idea. “What’s … Continue reading Chapter 12: Still alive
They watched the shadowy figure sneak across the screen, the nightvision view illuminating the nearby area with an artificial green glow. But it wasn’t long before the phantom disappeared off one side of the monitor, only to reappear on another … Continue reading Chapter 11: My Ender, your convict