Descartes was their leader, he had to die… Rhys checked his wrist, a message arrived from Yun, an address. Yes, as expected.
She raised her hand, Rhys braced himself, resisting the urge to close his eyes…
He choked, could draw no breath. He fumbled urgently for his pistol, but her spare hand pinned him to the wall as she leaned in against him. Her body stank of death. Her silver eyes were molten and seemed to move like a vortex as she glared at him.
…She glared directly at him and smiled in a way that sent a cold, deathly shiver down Rhys’s spine.
o strong then.’ He wasn’t talking directly to the stranger, but the rougher man replied all the same.
‘You might think so, but he is a fast learner apparently. Here, let me tell you.’
The market was buzzing with activity, too much activity. Sara turned and watched, hoping she hadn’t missed the more delicate details necessary to reveal her target. There were a dozen races, stalls, languages, dialects, trade, exchange, barter, noise and more noise. Sara’s vision froze on a figure in a dark cloak. The sun cut through the opaque ceiling but revealed nothing.
Rhys had seconds before he would face either the mysterious woman or the ravenous force of creatures hurtling up the fire stairs. With odds like that, it was a simple choice.He turned and didn’t need his sense to see her. She stopped in the dark hallway, watched him like he was prey, cornered. She maintainedContinue reading “Nameless – Series 1 – Part 6 (Final)”
Rhys slipped past the two guards. They were the same he’d seen almost twenty-four hours prior and still as tense. But they were strung out, getting sloppy.Rhys had taken over from Yun at midnight, as agreed. The night had yielded enough intelligence to add to Yun’s observations. The front entrance was being used for legitimateContinue reading “Nameless – Series 1 – Part 5”
‘When will we move?’ Ada asked cautiously. She was unsure if she wanted to hear the answer. ‘Soon, we must wait for more pieces to fall into place,’ Descartes replied, his French accent gliding gently to Ada’s ears. His appearance was that of an aristocrat, more than two centuries out of time. He looked atContinue reading “Nameless – Series 1 – Part 4”
‘There you are,’ a voice called with a ring of familiarity. Rhys turned, his body a coiled spring. A short well dressed Asian man walked towards him and was not ten strides away, waving as he closed the gap. He stopped one pace short. ‘Well, you owe me that drink, come on.’ They began walkingContinue reading “Nameless – Series 1 – Part 3”