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I wrap the rope around my thigh and then clip the carabiner around it. My hands grip the rope tightly.
“Go!” Dante shouts over the rush of air around us.
He disappears over the side along with Jax.
“I can’t do this,” I call to Erik.
“You have to,” he says, and then as if to dare me, he lets go, sliding furiously from my side.
I relax back into the wind and close my eyes, feeling the rope in my hands. It’s just a strand, I tell myself as my blood pounds through my veins and into my frenzied heart. The breeze kisses my cheeks and roars in my ears. Retightening my grip, I push off the deck and into the air.
THIRTY-TWO
I’M SUSPENDED IN THE AIR, THE ROPE anchoring me. As I fall back, my body twists until I’m hanging upside down.
So much better.
I’m hovering above Earth, swaying with the forward movement of the aeroship. Using every bit of strength I can muster, I heave my body up until I’m clinging, right side up, to the rope. Taking a deep breath, I relax my fingers for an instant. I plummet several feet before my fingers tighten over the rope and stop my progress.
“Okay,” I say to myself—because I’m hanging from a rope, alone in the middle of the air, “you know how it works, now let go.”
I have to repeat it several more times before I let myself slide. The effect is instantaneous. I zip down the rope, and despite my gloves and suit the friction burns across my skin, leaving a trail of fire running through my body. Gravity pulls at my hair, loosening it to fly around my face. I dare to look down at the ground hurtling up to meet me. The rope tears at my gloves, but I control my descent until I’m dangling several feet from the ground. The aeroship continues to glide overhead and it pulls me slowly through the air as I try to convince myself to let go and drop the last few feet.
“Took you long enough,” Erik calls out.
“I stopped for tea—what took you so long?” I respond with a shrug of the shoulders. I can’t help feeling a little full of myself at the moment.
“Let go,” Erik calls. “I’ll catch you.”
I stare down at Erik, who’s jogging along to keep up with me.
“Ready?” I call, and despite my better judgment, I release my grip on the rope.
It is not an elegant landing. Erik catches me, but he buckles against my weight and we both crash to the ground.
“Way to stick the landing,” Dante says, looming over us.
“Shut up and help me,” I say.
Once we’re on our feet, we survey the situation, discovering we’re not far from the estate.
“I sent Jax in,” Dante explains. “We shouldn’t show up at the same time.”
“Let’s not sit around talking then,” I say. “We’ve got an estate to save.”
* * *
At first nothing seems wrong, but the closer we get to Kincaid’s, the more uneasy I feel. The first sign that something terrible has happened is a hole blasted in the large perimeter fence.
“Explosives.” Dante kicks at a pile of debris around the shattered portion of the fence.
“Guild,” I murmur.
“It’s probably Remnants, but the Guild might not be far behind. Cormac knows that you’ve been holed up here,” Dante says.
I’m not prepared for the scene we stumble upon once we reach the main grounds of the estate. Several of Kincaid’s precious statues lie in ruins on the ground, marble heads and arms sown along the brick walkway. As we get closer to the great house, we discover something far more disturbing though—bodies.
Kincaid left a skeleton crew behind when the mission went after the Whorl, and it had often felt like we were the only three people left on the estate, but now I see how wrong I was. I trip over the legs of a corpse, falling onto a body covered with thick alteration scars.
