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The Saviorwill be published by Gallery Bookson April 2, 2019.
Excerpt fromThe Saviorby J.R. Ward
Darius’s old house.
As he stood across the street from the gracious home, he told himself to get a move on.
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Walk to the front door.
The forethought made some part of him wake up that was, for once, not bad news.
He could remember being strategic like that.
He had to wonder if some were not outside, too.
Murhder had not brought an overcoat.
And not because North Carolina was so much warmer.
Not so much the FedEx envelope that the King was so hot and bothered about.
That was carelessly tucked under one armhe’d left without it and nearly hadn’t gone back.
Murhder fully intended to get what he needed and never see any of them again.
No windows except for the entrance, and even there the glass was tinted and kept to a minimum.
Parking lot was mostly empty, what cars there were congregating close to the way in.
There was no one walking around outside.
Nowhere to walk around, really.
If you were a human and you didn’t have the right credentials?
Your only chance to get in was to blow a hole in one side.
Fortunately, he had other options.
As soon as he was able, he dematerialized, proceeding forward in a scatter of molecules.
As it was, he easily penetrated the aluminum mesh and continued through the duct work.
The interior layout of the facility was unknown to him, and that made the dematerialization dangerous.
But this was a Hail Mary, so he couldn’t worry about his own personal safety.
Filters he was barely able to get through.
Murhder left them right where they were.
Not next-room-over close, but somewhere in the facility.
Provided he saved her life.
Out in a corridor now, and there was no dematerializing anymore.
These humans knew about the mesh, he thought.
They had taken care to protect that which they had kidnapped with a fine weave of steel.
Months of prayer and searching and panic were finally over, but now the hardest part.
The door felt back from its jamb, landing on the floor like a tomb slab.
Murhder jumped through the smoke with his daggers out.
He slaughtered the laboratory workers in seconds.
Three of them, all men.
It was as he dropped the last of them that he wheeled around and saw the mesh-covered cages.
But there was another female in the other penand she was heavily pregnant.
The face in the sacred glass.
This was the female!
“you’re able to’t touch the bars,” Xhex said over the din of the alarms.
“They’re charged.”
Murhder shook himself back to attention.
The one with the youngshe was on her knees, and he worried that was all she could do.
“Over there,” Xhex said as she pointed to the right.
“There’s the circuit breaker for the cages.”
No time to fuck around with fuses.
He traded one of his daggers for a gun and plowed six shots into the metal box.
“Stand back,” he ordered.
The bullet he discharged split the casing, releasing a set of mechanical internal organs on the floor.
Her hair had been shaved and there were electrodes attached to her skull.
He had to look away, but that just landed his eyes on the pregnant female.
“We can’t leave her,” he said.
And it went without saying that in their weakened states, neither could dematerialize.
“I need to help her.”
His voice didn’t sound like his own.
“I’m supposed to…”
The pregnant female dragged herself over her cage’s door.
“I promise.”
He shot at them as he pulled Xhex behind his body and moved for cover.
Except there was none.
Changing clips, he kept shooting, but it was without aim.
He bit his own wrist and shoved the open vein at Xhex’s mouth.
If she could dematerialize, there was hope for the other femaleassuming she was even alive at this point.
Lot of bullets in the lab, those guards returning fire
Xhex let out a yell.
She’d curled around on her side and was pressing her palms in under her ribs.
“I’m hitfuck, I’m hit!”
A bullet whizzed by, just over his head.
They both looked over at the female.
His arm went up to shield his eyes, but he didn’t think to move.
Dimly, he noted the sound of car doors openingthree of them?
“I’m okay,” he told them.
“Just go.”
“You serious?”
one of them asked.
And that was when he caught a scent he hadn’t smelled in years and years.
As tears came to his eyes, he closed his lids.
