Epilogue

The airport was bustling with people: business folk, commuters, holiday-makers; those just passing through.

Susan Hanks was just passing through. She and her two companions had a few more red-eye flights to catch before they could finally stop and make a home.

The present was a nomadic transition, the future safe enough as long as no one found their trail. They had enough money to buy their anonymity after all. The past? Well the past was where it should be: held at bay by the strength that comes with a shared experience, and a group decision not to revisit it.

Ever.

It was difficult for Thom. He carried residue. His recovery would take time. But Susan had been there from the moment she hi-jacked the Merlin and, at gun point, ordered the bemused crew to set them down in the Worcestershire countryside. Here they’d holed up in a safe house for a while as she called in favours. During this time Clarke screwed up enough network systems and left enough false trails for them to leave the country with relative ease. Scrambling Phoenix Industries’ tracker inside Thom had been even easier.

Thom understood that his only chance to survive a life in the lab was to work with the tough, beautiful woman. He liked her though he thought she had the saddest eyes he’d ever seen.

And Thom was to follow her, and the young man who she brought in tow.

The dreams also came along for the ride, but they were fading now. No more pitiful cries in the night, no more images of searing flames as the city burned in the RAF inflicted inferno. The further Thom moved away, the easier it had become.

But he still had that residue; quiet voices somewhere in his mind, but too far away to hear. It would happen if he passed near a hospital or a cemetery. And Thom knew that if he really tried, he would be able to hear these voices loud and clear. Their new home in Wyoming was nowhere near such places. This was Suzie’s promise to him.

The last flight from Boston took them west to Jackson, where a thousand acre ranch was waiting to be a new home for three people with one, indisputable hope.

To find a somewhere where they could heal. A place to rest in peace.

END

Night of the Necromancer:

Necropolis Rising Book II

Coming in 2011

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