Loving Ashlynn (#Wattys2016)

Chapter 60 - Ride (Ansel Conrad POV) Pt. 4

Hey all...!! Don't worry I'm still avoiding the roof LOL. But... those darn stairs and one-inch curbs are out to get me! May have some typos, I haven't slept so my mind is all foggy but I wanted to get this post out.

So... this chapter is in dedication to the son of one of my readers who recently passed away - Akari.

To his mom, I am terribly sorry for your loss.

               

Chapter 60 – Ride (Ansel Conrad POV) Pt. 4

"Do not just clam up on me right now Ansel Conrad!" My wife sits forward, blue eyes narrowing into mine, her chest rising and falling quickly. I open my mouth to speak and the overwhelming data in my mind has predominating reflections.

Faith thinks of the greater good, its as though the more I want to organize my thoughts to relay information to Lenah and my parents, the greater I feel like I'm seeing a new detail that I had not previously touched on.

How exactly did Antone know I was the right person to hand his den over to when the time came? I think while forcing myself to put that on the backburner.

"Who were you and Angie listening in on?" my father questions.

"Samson and the others called Angie," I finally say with a deep and heavy sigh. The weight on my shoulders building in the seconds gone by but after much lessons learned in such a long time, I realize I'm dwelling – doing something useless. "They needed help because they stopped in Lake Geneva, Wisconsin, and a group of people, twelve that approached called Faith... the Divineness," I repeat their term searching Lenah and our parents' faces.

Had anyone heard of this before? Maybe Antone?

His eyes widen and my hope is dashed.

Reaching around I pull the headshots Angela printed and hand them to my father who is the closest to me at the moment. "They knew Dmitri, they said that Faith is the beginning and the end, that there is only one like her-"

"And this guy we heard speaking, what is his involvement – he sounds-"

"Unhinged," Angela blurts out under hear breath.

Lenah looks from my sister then back to me waiting for me to dispute Angela. Silently I frown.

"He believes that Faith is his mate, because he also has assumed that a 'prophecy' about Faith, stating something about a lost twin, is him."

Lenah blinks twice but never opens her mouth.

"What do you know? What is this 'prophecy' they speak of? What did they find out?" my mother asks worriedly. Our eyes connect and the worry I have inside me is reflected, as is the thirst for knowledge.

Panning out, looking between the five sitting across for me, Antone leans back, his face and eyes turned thoughtful.

"She left – they left without answers," Antone says putting together the pieces while my parents more or less look between us wondering if Antone was right, then their faces morph to disbelief.

"Faith said that Dmitri was dying, and called Walsh. If these people knew about her, where she was, if they were close to Dmitri, then why did he not call one of them instead? With that in mind Samson, Luca, Imogen, Rafael – the human – and Faith fled." I explain.

"And these people followed them to... Chicago?" dad asks me. "I55, downtown Chicago... right?"

"From Lake Geneva, Wisconsin to Downtown Chicago?"