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Night Children: Dark Changes
Chapter Twenty-Two
Rescuers
“You
want to do what? This is not going to
end well.” Rachael sat on a large rock,
looking out to the dark ocean. She threw
a small stone ten feet into the approaching waves.
The
two of them decided to go for a walk and found their path led to the southern
shore. Roland came to love these quiet
moments between them. He felt safe in a
pocket of time where Reginald and the other Bloody-Buccaneers couldn’t find
them. He would allow his heart to
briefly peer above the dark clouds that always swallowed him every time he
remembered his sister’s voice.
Sitting
beside Rach, he threw his own stone just a tad farther. “I can’t continue to let him get away with
this. It’s wrong and you know it.”
“But
what you’re suggesting is madness.” She
turned to him. He saw fear in her once
brave eyes. “Can’t you see that? Reginald will catch you and kill you. He has all sorts of ways, believe me.”
“You
said I’m his new favorite.”
“So? Don’t you get it? He’ll kill you simply to set an example. No one is immune.” A bitter expression took over her face as she
returned her gaze to the sea.
“Only
if he catches me,” she rolled her eyes at his comment. “But that’s something I’ll deal with. I can’t let them do this. I was human, too. Those are people, Rach. If there is one thing I learned from my
parents, my adoptive mother Eliza and my sister it’s that people matter. They should be treated decently. What good is power if we just sit on our
hands and let the Kalinago be sacrificed?”
She
gave him a blank look but he didn’t care.
The more he talked about those poor souls the more he simply knew they
had to be rescued. If he had to die in
the process, well at least Eliza and Annabelle would’ve been proud.
He
stood up on the large rock and held out his hand. “Come.
Let me show you something.”
