08-22-2020, 12:11 AM
On the tarmac, a series of vehicles waited. As soon as Jay’s face broke fresh air, the impending separation slammed him in the gut. Natalie felt it too, and for all Jensen’s chill patience, even the preacher was likely torn up by the inevitable.
Natalie’s demand had the ring of a warning. One that he wouldn’t mind seeing how far she would chase to enact, but he was resigned to whatever came. Nothing. Literally nothing could be worse than what was behind them. What squat on his shoulder. What haunted his mind.
“You can’t get rid of me that easy,” he said, and took the stairs.
The first vehicle released a well-dressed man that Jay guessed to be in his 40’s. Natalie was obviously familiar with him, and by the less than pleased tone to her voice, he guessed there was a connection to her family. Natalie’s father was likely still sitting in prison somewhere pissed off at him. Just another name in a long list people who wanted to slit his throat. Presumably, anyway.
For some reason, Axel came to mind unbidden. The bastard was going to haunt him the rest of his life. He was probably smug in the afterlife, knowing the kind of guilt he riddled on Jay.
The second vehicle opened up to reveal Custody reps. He scratched the back of his neck as the lead came forward.
“Dominion Carpenter?” he asked. Jay nodded.
“If you say so,” he said. He half wondered how the Ascendancy was going to take the news.
“This way,” he gestured.
About then, Scion exited the plane, rounding them all and going to the third car, an upscale town car. He climbed in the back without so much as a second glance.
He turned to Natalie, but he had no idea what to say. I’ll call you? Want to go on a proper date? Kiss goodbye?
Natalie’s demand had the ring of a warning. One that he wouldn’t mind seeing how far she would chase to enact, but he was resigned to whatever came. Nothing. Literally nothing could be worse than what was behind them. What squat on his shoulder. What haunted his mind.
“You can’t get rid of me that easy,” he said, and took the stairs.
The first vehicle released a well-dressed man that Jay guessed to be in his 40’s. Natalie was obviously familiar with him, and by the less than pleased tone to her voice, he guessed there was a connection to her family. Natalie’s father was likely still sitting in prison somewhere pissed off at him. Just another name in a long list people who wanted to slit his throat. Presumably, anyway.
For some reason, Axel came to mind unbidden. The bastard was going to haunt him the rest of his life. He was probably smug in the afterlife, knowing the kind of guilt he riddled on Jay.
The second vehicle opened up to reveal Custody reps. He scratched the back of his neck as the lead came forward.
“Dominion Carpenter?” he asked. Jay nodded.
“If you say so,” he said. He half wondered how the Ascendancy was going to take the news.
“This way,” he gestured.
About then, Scion exited the plane, rounding them all and going to the third car, an upscale town car. He climbed in the back without so much as a second glance.
He turned to Natalie, but he had no idea what to say. I’ll call you? Want to go on a proper date? Kiss goodbye?
Only darkness shows you the light.