Page 36 of Shadow Weaver
This could be it. This could be how we stopped the raids. “Dammit, I wish I didn’t have weaver class.”
Brady cracked a smile. “Yeah, me too, Justice. Me too.”
“Go,” Carlo said. “Get trained up so you can use that awesome shadow casting power to kick some fomorian ass.”
He was right. It was a weapon, a tool, and I needed to master it.
Eleven
Harmon rolled onto his back and rubbed his eyes as I entered. “Justice?”
“Sniffed me out, did ya?”
“How’d it go on patrol?” He scooted up and patted the bed. “Fill me in.”
I kicked off my boots and climbed up beside him, pillowing my head on my arm. “Well, we found something pretty strange.”
I filled him in on the tunnels, the blue spray, and what it all might mean.
“Shit,” Harmon said. “It would explain a lot.”
“Yeah.”
“And how are things with Brady?”
“He’s giving me space.”
“Hmmmm, and how is that working for you?”
I buried my head against his chest and made a strangled, frustrated sound.
“You need to fuck him.”
“Harmon!”
“Brady’s straight up. He wants you, and you clearly want him, so what’s the problem?”
“Hyde.”
“Forget Hyde, the guy’s a pussy tease.”
“Yeah, he so is.”
Harmon’s expression was suddenly serious. “Life’s short, Indie. Especially for the likes of us. You got to take the pleasure while you can. Milk the connections while you’re breathing. It’s the only way to live. No regrets. No running away.”
“I know. But this means more than just a fuck to Brady. It’s deeper than that.”
Harmon smirked. “Yeah? But ask yourself, if Hyde wasn’t in the picture, would you even be hesitating to give Brady what he wants?”
“I don’t think Hyde is in the picture anymore. Not really, I just.” I touched my chest. “I need time.”
Harmon wrapped his arm around me and hugged me close. “As soon as I make knight, I’m gonna punch that fucker in the face. No risk of reprimand then.” He gave me a squeeze. “Close your eyes for a bit. I’ll wake you in time to get to class.”
I closed my eyes. “Just one hour. I have to meet Payne.”
“Just an hour.”
I drifted into darkness.
