(eng) Owen R. O'Neill & Jordan Leah Hunter by Loralynn Kennakris 01 The Alecto Initiative

Author:Loralynn Kennakris 01 The Alecto Initiative [Initiative, Loralynn Kennakris 01 The Alecto]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

It was a mildly insistent undulating tone that woke her uncounted hours later. It did not wake her abruptly so she came to consciousness little by little, her body still rocking in the water that had maintained its perfect temperature. She felt immensely rested, better than she could ever remember feeling, and she had no idea what the sound was as she lay there, eyes closed, until consciousness took hold fully and she realized it was a calling card.

She almost leapt from the tub and bolted wet, pink and naked into the living space where the card lay caroling on a short side table by the couch. But it was not Mariwen’s card. It was Huron’s and the disappointment, mixed now with embarrassment, started to cool the adrenal burst in her veins. She picked his card up, shook a last tremor out of her shoulders, and tapped ACCEPT.

Huron’s face appeared and for several seconds looked perfectly blank. She didn’t understand it. Feeling awkward, she ran a finger across her lips. “Hi, Huron.”

“Hi Kris,” he said, now with a perfectly neutral smile. “Am I interrupting anything?”

“No.” Kris shook her head and put the card back down on the side table so she could wring out her long wet hair. “I was just taking a bath.”

“I see.”

Glowering defensively, she scraped water droplets off her torso with the edges of her hands and shook them. “I’ve only had a bath once before,” she said, justifying her outrageous, perhaps even wicked, extravagance.

“Well, you can take just as many as you like,” Huron replied with a wider smile. “But I suggest you up the collagen mix if you’re going to take more than three a day—that is, if you don’t want your skin to shrivel up.”

She flicked more water off, her mouth crimped to one side. “You’re teasing me again.”

“No, actually I’m not. You really can if you want.”

She snorted and sleeked back her wet hair. “And who’s gonna pay for all that?”

“Well . . .” He smoothed the hair over his temple. “You could say it’s on the house.”

“Okay.” She shook her head in disbelief. “If you say so.”

“Anyway,” Huron went on, “the reason I’m calling is that I wanted to know if you were serious about learning to fly.”

“What?” The scowl vanished instantly and she grinned down at the little card on the table. “Yes! Can I?”

“Ah . . . yeah. You can,” Huron said with a vaguely quizzical look. “I have a friend who gives flying lessons. His name is Fred Heink—a good guy, good flyer. I flew with him a lot, back when he was in the Service. His rates are reasonable—maybe a bit more than some—but worth it. I’ve talked to him and he might be willing to give you a break. If you want, I’ll give you his number.”

“Yes!” Kris almost shrieked, literally bouncing with joy in a tiny circle. Then suddenly she stopped. “I mean, how much is it? Is it still a lot?”

“Oh, I think you can afford it.

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