Catch A Falling Star

Chapter 8

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He made his way through the tall bushes at top speed throwing glances over his shoulder every so often to see if they had found him. They wouldn't give up while he was still alive, that much was obvious, but he'd be damned if he kept his mouth shut as long as he could still speak. His grip tightened around the gun in his hand and with the other he checked to see if his swords and knives were secured. As soon as he was sure his small arsenal was still attached to his body Raphael took his phone out. He searched for the recording and replayed the first few seconds before he punched in the phone number of the one person he knew he could always trust. The call was answered on the third ring and he was greeted by a warm and amused voice.

- Oh my! To what do I owe this honor? Or shall I say, what sort of trouble are you in this time? Adrian teased as usual.

In any other circumstances he would have smiled and given a snarky comeback, but today was just too much of a crappy day.

- The kind we hoped would never arise, he stated briskly.

There was such a long pause after those words that Raphael thought they got disconnected. The man on the other end of the line finally cleared his throat before he managed to speak again.

- What happened?

- An interesting conversation with our illustrious chief councilman is what happened. He didn't like me asking questions that are above my pay grade or, in his opinion and that of Greyson, above my level of intelligence.

- How bad is it?

- Just as we feared. I'm sending you a recording of our conversation, he answered already pressing the buttons to send the file.

- Covering all your bases. I'm impressed, Adrian praised.

- You were an excellent teacher, Nix. Listen before my conversation with Bolgar I heard them talking to someone else.

- Who?

- I don't know, I didn't recognize his voice. I think he's the one generally calling the shots though I have a feeling the chief has his own plans.

- Are you sure Bolgar is involved? Adrian asked hesitating.

- He is not the man we once knew...not anymore.

- Raph he is a..., the other hunter tried to reason.

- No, he is not. His eyes glowed red for a split second. I would have thought it was just my imagination if I hadn't seen it twice. And the way he spoke of Blade it was as if he was enjoying the possibility of him being dead...or worse.

- How does Blade's disappearance fit into all this? Adrian asked confused.

- Apparently, now we are all persona non grata, as they used to say in the old days. Every hunter is to be disabled and, if we refuse, it may turn out to be by any means necessary. He said Blade got too close and he had to be dealt with, Raphael explained patiently though still throwing glances around him searching for the Amshey.

- Who said?

- The guy they were talking to. Look Adrian, I don't have much time. They will find me soon and I have my suspicions that I won't be getting out of this alive. I want you to get Myra and Emily somewhere safe, they might be targeted next because of me. And please tell them I'm sorry, that I'm doing this for their sake and that I love them both very much.