As the title says, I wanted to give you some entertainment. Here’s hoping I succeeded. A snipped from the WIP:
“They split up,” I said. “Three of them went to the far right, two others went to the second left.”
“Which way did Trevor go?” Lauren asked. She sounded faintly winded and the last word trembled off her tongue.
“With the three,” I said. “We should split up.”
“And how do you expect to follow both trails? We only have one tracer,” Dalton said.
I could hear him sneering.
“Leo can ask the metal,” I said, before looking at my brother. “Can’t you?”
The light from the toe lamps hollowed at his face, making him look harsh and dangerous. “I don’t think it’s a good idea,” he said.
“We’ll follow the boy,” Dalton declared. “It’s too dangerous to split up.”
“What if the others are hurt? Maybe dying?” I dug my heels in. “We have the means to go after both. We should.”
“No,” Dalton said.
I ground my teeth together. I couldn’t make Dalton do anything he didn’t want to do. Unless of course I decided to run off my own into the mines. That was a spectacularly bad idea, so much so that even I understood it. I looked over my shoulder.
He sighed heavily and shook his head. “I hate to, but I agree with Dalton. Better we stick together. We’ll come back and get the other two after we find the three.”
I flexed my fingers. I could grab the trace of the two and then I’d know if they were in danger. But then I’d have to put my hand back into the spirit dimension and that was enough to make me think twice. Plus I didn’t want Dalton or his crew to know I could do it. Basically there was no way I was going to argue myself into a win. I decided to give in gracefully.
“Fine,” I said. “I hope to hell they don’t die.” Or maybe not so gracefully.
Dalton strode out down the far right branch. Maggie followed quick on his heels. The two yanked me after them before I had a chance to think about moving. I stumbled forward, stepping on Maggie’s heels. She swore and twisted sideways.
“Walk on your own damned feet, would you?”
“But yours are so much more comfortable,” I said. “Hey, that reminds me. Where were you when I went down to the Bottoms earlier today?”
She scowled at me. “Fuck off.”
“Trying to, but damn if you and your buddies can’t take a hint.”
“Maggie,” Dalton said before she could retort, his voice cracking like a whip.
She flinched and spun away from me.