They crossed the room quietly and stopped again at the door. "Go!" Ordered her intuition again and she pushed her way through the gap without touching the wood, Viktor followed on her heels. Here in battle they were a well-rehearsed team again, but she knew that impression was deceptive. The lousy feeling that had dominated her the whole time had grown into one big ball of dislike and she had to scrape together all her might to keep her legs from fleeing. She looked around briefly at Viktor, searched his eyes and gave him to understand that she felt more than uncomfortable, but he simply passed it over and thrust the palm of his hand into her back to urge her on. What was she going to do with this Viktor he had now become?
When they got to the banister, they stopped for a moment. Her companion's expression hardened and she suspected that he had heard soft voices downstairs. This caused him to push past her and put his foot on the top step.
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She knew that herself, she had felt it the moment she saw the first one. But she was so worried that the monster didn't care what would become of herself. She was definitely ready for anything!"If they wanted to kill him, they would have done it long ago, wouldn't they?" He growled now.And finally she was able to free her arms from the snares of the monster inside her. She stiffened the limbs to get the irrepressible twitches under control. As she hung there in his embrace and thought of his brother, she wondered whether a situation could be any more surreal?Viktor brought her back to reality by grabbing her jaw with his right hand. He applied light pressure so that her lips were pressed slightly forward between his thumb and the other fingers. He made her look at him."Listen to me now, Aurelia !!!" he hissed. “That was clearly a trap! You were right, ok ?! ”He spoke so fast that she had trouble following the torrent of words. “But t
The part of the wall that was still standing was slightly dented on the side facing the room. A large crater had formed where Row's shock wave hit them. The window panes of the room had to be shattered as well. Or was it the intrusion of the hegeduns that caused this? Aurelia was confused. She imagined a horde of black-clad, hooded figures entering the room. They must have come through the window or the door. If Row had wanted to repel the attackers, then the walls around the door or window would have to be destroyed as well ..."Grave!" Whispered her intuition to her. Her neck hairs stood up. Without looking, she put the gun in her waistband and rushed to the largest of the rubble. With her bare hands she cleared away some heavy debris, then rummaged through the mountains of dust and splinters from tiles and mirrors. Her skin was soon showing cuts and tears, but she just kept going, knowing they would soon be gone. Then, after half an eternity, it seemed to Aurelia, her fing
“Aiden, what have you observed so far? Just tell me what might be important now! ”She took a deep breath and tried to concentrate. The sooner she got this over with, the sooner she could take care of Pareios and Row. With that aim in mind, she finally managed to channel the monster's restless anger. In order to be able to keep a cool head, she wrapped the thoughts of Pareios in a massive prison in the back of her head and carefully sealed it so that nothing could escape.Aiden checked the watch on his wrist. The watch glass was shattered, but the hands were still moving. It was 3:30 p.m. “At four o'clock every day, a courier comes to the center who brings documents from the executive suite. I found this in the lists of the security personnel that we still had from Markus' informant. If we manage to intercept it ... ""Then we could replace him!" Aurelia finished his sentence and was already two steps further with her head. Aiden's suggestion was more
Both now looked more dismayed than suspicious and Aurelia took the opportunity to give Aiden a sign behind her back. The two men had put their heads together and were conferring. So they didn't notice Aiden getting up and slowly strolling past them. He had just disappeared behind the ledge to the stairwell when one of the security guards, the dark-haired man, addressed his words to her again with a smug grin. "All right, honey! But that is a special permit! Next time you'll bring your ID, understand? ”'Next time' he elongated and raised an eyebrow meaningfully. She nodded eagerly and ran the back of her hand over her wet face.“And you have to register yourself here with your name and time. If you come back down, you have to unsubscribe! ”He pushed a dark clipboard with a leather cover in front of her hands. A list with two columns was attached to it, there were already a few entries in blue ink on it. She took the pen he held out to her and wrote the first
In the stairwell they exchanged clothes again. Aurelia grabbed her cap and bag and this time she went first. "You will follow me in five seconds!" She hissed at him as she left the stairwell. Before she turned around the wall in front of it, she put on her most charming smile and now headed for the two security guards again. The dark-haired man recognized her immediately and showed his suggestive grin from earlier.She stopped at the counter, pulled herself up a little and leaned her upper body far over the reflective marble surface. She put her elbow up, raised her hand and curled her index finger a few times so that the dark-haired man leaned over to her. So he did, although he looked rather perplexed. His colleague watched the situation spellbound. She bridged the small space between their heads with one jump and pressed a quick kiss on the cheek, but suspiciously close to the right corner of his mouth. Aiden used the surprise of the two guards to sneak past Aurelia's back
On the last spin of her dance, she had reached what she thought was the Elevender. She didn't know what powers he had, so it was wiser not to wait for him to use them in the first place. She pulled the machete from her back. The heavy weapon now acted as a deadly extension of her arm and with the next turn she felt the resistance of flesh on the blade, but she drove it on until it swung freely through the air again. Drunk with her frenzy, she watched in slow motion as the man collapsed with a gasp, but she had no time to end his suffering. Because her intuition signaled a good opportunity. Three men approached her from behind, one was the second Elevender. As soon as she started walking, she was happy that the three of them were standing so foolishly close to each other that it would be an easy game!She took two steps before she reached the wall, used the momentum to take another up it, then pushed backwards with all her strength. She arched her back in order to have a bette
Under a bridge a few kilometers further they stopped and waited, so far they had been spared from pursuers. This was their meeting point, where Aiden and Viktor were supposed to pick them up. Her footsteps echoed under the stone vault, but Aurelia could still hear the distant sound of the engine of a car. Finally he came to a stop directly above them, tires screeching. They left their cover, struggled up the small slope, and escaped into the interior of a small old Renault Clio.Viktor lurched the cart sped up and pressed the gas pedal to get it out of town as quickly as possible, it would soon be blocked off with roadblocks. He took a hidden dirt road directly through the Grunewald and only used regular roads again in Potsdam.Row was on Aiden's lap in the passenger seat. He mumbled to Viktor: "Damn, I can't believe this daredevil shit worked!" Then he cradled Row in his arms and talked quietly to her. This looked torn and worn, but now it radiated a burgeoning calm.
They drove all night. They all wanted as far away as possible. Viktor made a wide bend around Berlin and steered the car further north-east. Since the United States of Europe was founded in the 2020s, there have been no national borders within Europe, so it has moved forward quickly and without stopping. Since they could not trust either the council or its allies at the moment, they had to rely on personal clusters.Viktor, who was born in Konigsberg in 1695, had made and fostered many useful friendships over the centuries. The first thing that occurred to us was a friend from his youth who, with his wife and children, had withdrawn from the political events around the Elevender at the end of the 18th century. He had previously been a council member of the Legion, and when he retired from active service because of his mate, his counterpart, Viktor had recommended Markus as his successor. Ezekiel would certainly not have considered the young, cold, opaque man on his own
Dareon sprinted out of his room. As he walked, he tied the bow tie that went with the black tuxedo. He often wore suits when he went on his nightly jaunts and in his long life he had worn every kind of fine thread. Until yesterday he would have said nothing could surprise him anymore. But then Cat showed up and taught him otherwise.It had struck like a comet, into his halfway orderly world and now he had to grapple with unsettling thoughts. About the way she looked at him. How did her skin feel and how comfortable her lips?He hated the way he reacted to her and he wanted to just get in his car and sneak away. But what he said this afternoon was true. He wanted to fix what he had screwed up. And his sudden obsession with this woman had absolutely nothing to do with it!Determined to get tonight off the stage professionally, he turned the corner and reached the stairs to the foyer. His gaze fell on the assembled crew at his feet. Most were wrapped in the dark le
The swinging double door slammed shut and they were alone.Her heart pounded from the unexpected contact with him when he had freed her from Christian's grip. She could still feel the warmth of his body on her back, the firm arm around her stomach, the breath that had brushed her hair. She hadn't been able to classify his reaction and was paralyzed.She stood still now, too, but for a different reason than before. Though she was really determined to act confident, she just wasn't. She wasn't really afraid of Dareon, but the angry look that surrounded him earned her a good deal of respect. Like trying to get close to a cobra. Better not to make sudden movements.Dareon had his broad back to her and was staring at the door as well. Her eyes stayed on her strong shoulders, her fingers tingled. She wanted so much to touch him. But when he turned to her, he looked so upset that she decided to postpone the fulfillment of this wish. She nervously pushed back her hair,
A little later, Cat was on the way to Ceiling. Xandra and Blaise were also in the car, the former driving.“What's going on between you two? Did something happen today at noon? ”Xandra asked after a while of quiet harmony. Much to Cat's chagrin, there was no need to discuss who 'you two' were. Dareon's behavior in Ferroc's office had been conspicuous enough, and apparently Cat's quick approval of the deal confirmed Xandra's suspicions. Since she already knew that Cat was into the guy, she hardly had to add one and one together."I'd like to know that too ...", Cat only mumbled and that was the truth. She had no clue what was going on in the object of her desire. Why he'd acted like that and then treated her so dismissively. "Dareon behaved quite ... inconsistently ... I can't figure him out.""So there was more to it than his rejection?" "Slightly."Blaise appeared between the two front se
"And what did he say?"Cat had barely stepped off the elevator on the third floor when Xandra was already attacking her. Less enthusiastic, she reported without going into details, only that Dareon had refused. Especially the fuck off she left out.An arm came comfortingly around her shoulders. “Oh, that'll be fine. Give me a little time and I'll find someone else who can help you. I promise you, I won't leave you alone with this. "Cat looked into the sincere eyes and she almost came to tears. She couldn't believe that an almost stranger wanted to stand up for her like that. Besides, the idea of honing her gift with someone else didn't make her particularly happy. It should be Dareon. She couldn't get him out of her head and the need for his presence hadn't subsided despite his rejection."No. I'm ... just doing it with him ... "she mumbled to herself, lost in thought, while she thought of the pressure of his hands on her waist. The Elevender at he
Dareon stood in front of a group of Elevender and tried to bring them closer to the benefits of close combat. He had put the people in pairs and was now watching them repeat the exercise he had shown them. It was about contact, because one of the basic rules of this technique was: Once you are close enough to the opponent that he can hit you, you have to forestall him. Therefore, he trained his students to seize control of the fight at this moment, to internalize the techniques in such a way that they forced their will on the opponent from this point on. He was not allowed to play again. At least that was the ideal. Of course it would be a while before his students were ready and he would teach them many other things that could save them from sticky situations.But for today he ended the lesson. He wasn't happy with the results they'd gotten, but wasn't sure if it was due to the ineptitude of his students, or maybe more to his miserable mood.More and more Elevenders h
The next morning came too fast for Cat's liking. The rays of the summer sun cheated through the gaps between the curtains that she had drawn up the night before. One of the bright spots of light finally blinded her when the golden ball in the sky had moved a little further, which put an end to her cozy doze. Sighing, she heaved herself out of bed and shuffled into the bathroom to freshen up. In the morning she slept for a long time and could also get a bit bitchy. She took her time and put on makeup again, as she used to wear with her goth look. She found the mascara and cajal she needed behind the mirror over the designer washbasin.In this way she regained a bit of her identity, which had been taken from her again yesterday. She wistfully wished for dark clothes, but then, resignedly, pulled on the forest green sweatshirt dress. It was long, but the length seemed fine. The hem came up just below her knees. She didn't even want to try the jeans, she would have needed a belt
After an hour in this tiny office, he couldn't take it anymore.Hard to believe, but the room was really losing size. The walls seemed to get closer and closer, it got darker and darker. But maybe the latter was just his eyesight. When a panic attack loomed, he got tunnel vision that was announced by a dark and blurred field of vision. The other signs of it were also raised. His neck felt like an elephant was sitting on it, and his hands and feet went numb. He figured he had about fifteen minutes before snogging the carpet. All the emotions in the room made him dizzy, he had to swallow hard as his stomach rebelled.Roman's inner fear billowed through Slater, his subliminal agony crashing against him like waves in the ocean. They tugged on him and he had to put both legs firmly into the ground to brave the onslaught. If Roman was around, it was worse. Then every smallest nuance of the Puerto Rican's emotional world spilled over to him and the more intensely the other fe
Cat looked around the large room. If that was a hotel, it was probably five stars or something. She was standing right next to the entrance and to the right of her was the bathroom. Then the small hallway opened and widened into a huge room, the sand-colored walls of which were lit by soft skylights. The opposite front of the room was almost completely taken up by a frameless window, only the balcony door at the left end had room.The bed stood with the headboard on the right side, the wall behind it was covered with upholstered fabric in a pale gold tone. Two magnificent reading lamps hung down from above and enabled the separate lighting of both beds in the seductively comfortable double bed.Cat walked over and dropped into the chocolate-brown blankets. She landed face first on heavenly scented, soft pillows. A real boon after she hadn't slept or allowed herself to relax for a while. The exhaustion was not only physical but also mental and left her no peace even now
Xandra granted the young woman's wish. She had thought Catlynn Campbell was a fragile, withered branch, but today the young woman had shown amazing strength. After that day that would have blown even the toughest cop, she was still standing upright in Ferroc's office. Although she looked tired and had dark circles down to the back of her knees, her long, thick hair was tousled, the expression on her face was determined. The hand that held out the glass to Xandra did not tremble.After handing out vodka again to everyone involved and each taking a sip, Xandra decided to speak."Listen, Cat. You don't have to decide now whether you want to believe us. You can rest and maybe stay for a while while we try to get to the bottom of your gift. You can move around freely and watch Blackridge and how we live in peace. ""We have more than enough space!" Agreed Ferroc.Cat looked around, then gave them both a quick look. Finally she took a deep breath and nodded. "O