I was pulled from the memory by a shadow in the doorway. I turned to find Lazlo’s tall form approaching, his pale scars luminescent in the late light. I stood at rigid attention.
“I have heard,” he said, his voice grave.
I almost couldn’t form the single syllable, my mouth was so dry. “And?”
He stepped all the way into the room. Cold power seemed to warp the air around his hands. My heart beat like a dusty drum, but I refused to cower. Whatever the answer, I sensed he had been right. The journey to Dohalsca had been my death. The old Everson Croft was no more.
“As decreed by the Order,” Lazlo said, “I am to initiate you into training tonight.”
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Books by Brad Magnarella
Book of Souls
Demon Moon
XGENERATION
You Don’t Know Me
The Watchers
Silent Generation
Pressure Drop
Cry Little Sister
Greatest Good
Dead Hand