The Sovereign Era (Book 2): Pilgrimage - Plot & Excerpts
That hole didn’t waver as she walked down the hall. It was like the rest of her was anchored to the end of the gun.I froze.She stopped about eight feet away from me. Her eyes were bright. She had the slightest smile on her face.“Too good to be true,” she said.It was hard to take my eyes off of the hole at the end of the barrel of the handgun. I remember thinking that I hadn’t even made it a whole year without someone pointing a gun at me. The last time it happened had been less than a mile away from where I stood at that moment. Just down the street, more or less.I figured that couldn’t be a coincidence.“What’s going on?” I was surprised to hear my voice come out of my mouth in a ragged whisper. It was like the rules of being held at gunpoint were the same as being in a library or church. I wanted to clear my throat, but I was too scared to make too much noise, too sharp a sound. The last thing I wanted was for her to be shocked into doing something by reflex.“You, Nathan Charters,”
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