Servants strung garlands of feylantern lights in the hallways. People moved back and forth. The air smelled of roasting meat and spices. I walked through it, strangely disconnected, the quiet sounds of my footsteps lost in the celebratory chaos. Der...
She wore a pale green dress that set off her hair and her new tan. The day was winding down, and the week with it.The hallway brought her to thirty-three twelve, a wide room nicknamed the Wheel. The Wheel consisted of a round common area from which a dozen office rooms branched in a circle. From ...
At some point the cow must’ve been black and white, William reflected, but years of rain and wind had bleached it to a uniform pale gray. He surveyed the gathering of stalls and makeshift booths, selling everything from cloth dolls and old baseball cards sealed in plastic, to dinner sets and tact...
Sean followed me. The men-at-arms watched us. All above six feet tall, all with identical square bulges under their trench coats, which made them look like football players with their pads on. Syn-armor. They weren't playing around.No banners. Odd. Usually they had a banner."Protocol ARMED," I mu...
They were parked out of the way, in the back lot of Vans, a large grocery store, their stolen car just an anonymous vehicle among all the others. A few hundred yards down, a large brown-and-beige building sat in the back of a parking lot, couched in large California sycamores and flame trees, bla...
Darkness surrounded me. A hard arm was wrapped around me. Someone’s body pressed against my back, curled around mine. “Am I dead?” “No,” Mad Rogan said. Mad Rogan was spooning me. The thought blazed through my head. I tried to scoot away. My chest met hard rock. My back met an equally hard surfac...