Darkening Dawn (The Lockman Chronicles Book 5) - Plot & Excerpts
Felt like a week, but was probably closer to twenty-four hours. In that time, no one had brought her food. The only water she had came from the nasty sink and tasted like gravel. Without anything more to do, she napped fitfully, her growling stomach and the cot’s hard frame keeping her from reaching any depth of sleep. She had just come out of a half-dream half-memory of the day she found the soul artifact that had let Gabriel Dolan’s spirit enter her body and nearly take over. She could vividly feel the cool metal cube and the engravings on all sides. The artifact even had a smell—like the cup full of change Mom used to keep on her dresser (that Jessie used to pilfer to support her black makeup habit). Then she heard her father’s voice. It’s going to happen again. The tock-tock of heels on the hard floor down the corridor from her cell roused her from the dream. But her father’s words echoed on her way out. It’s going to happen again. She shook off the ragged excuse for sleep and climbed off the cot, crossed to the bars.
What do You think about Darkening Dawn (The Lockman Chronicles Book 5)?
