Free Edge, Episode Two: Season One (Edge, A Serial Series Book 2) by Jamie Magee Page B

shit he saw was twisted. There’s other girls locked up with them, but he said it looked like they were experimenting on them, draining and adding blood through a shoddy IV.”
    “Find them.”
    “The boys are working on it. Those girls were high, but Thames saw everything through their memories. He thought he was sure about a few landmarks, but it’s still a lot of ground to cover.”
    He moved his shoulder so she would have to look up at him. “Tisk said the other night she was at the graveyard helping one of her so -called clients. She claims she watched some older men come up to one of the girls that was doing a tarot reading. They said something to her then she went with them. The girl hasn’t been back, and according to Tisk that’s the third dime store practicing witch that has just vanished.”
    “She ’s come here to hide.”
    “I’m sure.”  He let his lips rest on her forehead for a second. “I knew all that, then I come outside and find out a truck came after you. Vec, I can’t deal with that. I know I can’t hold you back, I wouldn’t. I’m just telling you to strike first and ask questions later, at least until we get to the bottom of this.”
    She settled against his chest, let his feathery touches, the brush of his lips against her forehead further ease her.
    “How’s our girl? ” Talon whispered as he watched Shade flinch when the girl let out a moan and squeezed her fist.
    “Bad.”
    “Jamison shut you down?”
    “In a way . What he’ll give me will strip that girl’s mind, at least until she’s strong enough to deal with what she went through.”
    Talon let his chest rise and fall with a heavy breath. “I wonder what our Mr. BellaRose is hiding.”
    “I don’t know, but after watching this girl go through this hell for days, I have to wonder if his methods are more humane than mine.”
    “You always use your heart to bring people back, Vec, to use any magic really. No one’s more humane than you.”
    “That heart got me fooled before. Zale fooled me.”
    “Zale will get his ,” Talon nearly growled.
    Zale was the first to go Rouge, to ever use his gifts to create harm. Reveca was all for revenge, knew it was needed to settle the soul at times, but she didn’t care for those who struck first, those that got off on that, that felt superior, that found ways to abuse a gift that even she didn’t understand.
    Zale was the first, most definitely not the last. Yet Zale was the one that was organizing the Rouges, telling them the human race was prey, that they shouldn’t hide how they were made, they should rule.
    Zale’s followers, they were the fools that were learning to pass their gifts on. They were the ones that were digging deeper into those enhancements and capitalizing on them. They were exactly what Saige said they would become. They were my ths that were leaving the storybook pages and walking the streets.
    Reveca, none of the Son s, thought they should hide who they were, lurk in the shadows. No, not at all. But they understood this world they were in, understood how power was the drug of choice. They knew that before the Rouges could reach the supremacy the myths said they’d have, this world would have either mutated them into soldiers of mass destruction, or destroyed them all together.
    Everything took time, time Reveca had seen pass, time that Zale was too impatient to wait for.
    “One day,” Reveca agreed. “Right now, we have other fools to contend with.”
    None of them really slept, didn’t actually need to, but zoning out, letting your eyes close, your mind carry you deep within, that was done on the regular . It recharged energy, gave a divide from one day to the next.
    Reveca had managed to drift fairly deep into her mind. By the time she had pulled herself out of that slumber, cared for the girl, and dressed, most of the day had faded away.
    The boys were in Church. She was last to enter. The meeting room was packed wall to wall. This was a mortal