Free Alan Price and the Colossus of Rhodes (The Nephilim Chronicles) by Jonathan Yanez

description of the
man who did this to you, it was probably Dominic Drencher.”
    “Who was he? What did he want with
me?”
    “He’s part of our rival
organization—“
    Alan couldn’t take all the talk of
“organizations” anymore. Not when Danielle had already told him they were
dealing with Angels. “Enough with the organization talk. I can’t believe I’m
saying this—we’re talking about Angels and demons, right?”
    Half of Alan already knew the
answer; the other half wished that this was all some kind of sick, twisted
dream. He wasn’t so lucky.
    “Yes, however there is so much you
don’t yet know.”
    “Then tell me!” Alan hadn’t meant
to yell; still his frustration demanded he do so.
    Danielle gently began removing the
heart monitor from Alan’s chest. Sticky pads gently released their adhesive
grip on his fair skin. “I’m going to take you to speak with someone who wants
to meet you. He’ll explain everything. I promise. I also want to show you
something now to start preparing you for the conversation you’re going to
have.”
    Alan looked at her, confusion
written across his face. “I don’t think I’m in any kind of condition to travel
anywhere right now.”
    “I would agree,” Danielle said.
“You know how you have the gift of speed?”
    Alan nodded wondering if she was
going to say that she had the same gift and was going to carry him somewhere.
    “Well, I also have my own set of
gifts. One of them is healing. I wanted you awake for this so you would believe
me. You don’t strike me as the type to take things on faith. Hold still.”
    Alan couldn’t believe his ears. He
felt his body flinch as Danielle put her hands on his left bicep.
    “Don’t worry, this won’t hurt.”
    Alan felt far from reassured. Bare-chested,
Alan looked down on his torso for the first time. Mean looking bruises of green
and black fought for real estate against his skin. His body was a canvas of
dark splotches and pain.
    Goose bumps rose as Danielle closed
her eyes and took in a deep breath. At first, Alan felt nothing. His body ached
just as it had since he woke and his head throbbed like someone was beating on
it with a hammer.
    Then things started to change. Alan
felt warmth radiating out of Danielle’s hands, spreading from his arm to the
rest of his body. Heat came off her and pushed back the pain that coursed
through his chest and head. It was the same kind of heat that Alan experienced
when he ran.
    For the first time in a very long time,
Alan felt happy. A safeness that he couldn’t explain was slowly wrapping itself
around him. Alan’s eyes widened as he visibly saw bruises fading.
    The ache in his chest was lessening
and the warmth spread to his head. Instead of a throbbing headache, Alan felt
calm and relaxed. A few moments later when Danielle lifted her hands from his
arm, Alan debated asking her for more.
    He looked at her with awe and a
newfound respect. She took a careful step back away from the bed and let out a
deep breath. The slightest hint of sweat glistened across her brow.
    “Does healing hurt you?”
    Danielle opened her eyes and shook
her head. “No, but it’s work. Imagine lifting a heavy weight. The harsher the
injury, the heavier the weight I have to lift. You should be healed now. I hate
having to make you wait for answers. Just trust me, you’ll have them soon. Come
on. Let’s get you ready, Michael is waiting.”

Chapter 25
     
     “He’s in there?”
    “All the way at the top. You’ll
need to get access to the roof.”
    Alan suddenly felt uncomfortable.
“And you’re not coming?”
    Danielle shook her head. “Sorry,
this is your time for answers. I went through the same thing. I’ll be here
waiting for you when you’re done.”
    Alan looked out of the car window
at the tall corporate building. From the outside it seemed as if the structure
was made entirely of steel and glass. Sunrays reflected off the windows making
Alan squint to see the top of the