Page 110 of Remnants
“How do you avoid people seeing you use your gift?”
“It’s in the contract that no one is present. Or we do the work when we know no one will be there, like at night.” She taps a braidedmetal bracelet on her wrist. “These tell us if there are recording devices in range. If there are, or even just to make sure you’re covered, you push a button on the side, and it sends a jamming signal until we’re out of range.” Evie smiles. “That’s the gist of it.”
“Don’t forget you can’t go on a job without approval first,” Cassandra says. “You have to show Aiden or Cibrina and get their approval, and Cibrina logs it so she knows who’s working which jobs.”
When the hell does Aiden, or even Cibrina, have time for all that?
Whilewe’re squeezing in trainings, GE missions, and preparing for attacks?
No wonder his phone is always ringing or buzzing with messages.
“Oh. Wow,” is all I can manage.
Evie gives me a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry about an answer now. Just know that the offer is open if or whenever you want to give it a try to see what we’re all about.”
“Thanks. I’ve never thought of using my gift for anything…productive like that.”
She shrugs. “There’s something for everyone out there; you just have to get creative.” She pinches a cookie from Silas and tosses it at him. “Catch.”
“Shit, don’t—!”
The cookie grows to the size of a large dog, knocking him and his chair to the ground.
Fabian ditches his chips and leverages the cookie on the ground, taking a bite out of it. “Thanks, Evie.”
“My pleasure.”
“Got you some fruit, beautiful,” Kellan calls behind me. He sets a bowl of sliced fruit in front of me—predominantly filled with strawberries—and another at the empty seat on my right. “Cut it up myself.”
I’m still stuck on Evie’s example of playfully using her gift. How could I…?
Kell pulls out the chair next to me to sit in, and an idea strikes.
Right before his ass hits the seat, I shoot my gift through it. The chair disintegrates. Kellan lands hard on his ass, a look of complete surprise on his face that I can’t help but laugh.
Silas snorts. Cassandra’s hand is covering her mouth—to suppress a giggle?—while Evie, Gabriel, and even Fabian join my laughter.
Kellan grins. “You fit right in.”
My eyes burn at the words I never realized I’d waited my whole life to hear.
Somehow, I’m suckered into playing the next game, which involves a whole lot of screaming at each other until I hear someone shouting the same thing as me to pair up our cards.
It’s so loud, our voices echoing through the grand room, that I don’t hear Aiden approach.
I’m tugged from my chair unexpectedly. I trip over myself to catch up with the direction I’m being pulled in, away from the table and chaos, but the hand on my arm keeps me upright.
“Can you hear me now?” Aiden purrs, his lips grazing the shell of my ear and triggering goosebumps.
Breathless from the adrenaline of the game and now him, I nod rather than attempt words.
“Good. I received a phone call you’ll want to take. But it’ll need to be in my office with the ruckus happening here.”
My breath catches. A phone call? For me?
There’s only one person—or maybe two—it could be.
Elias or…
