Chaos Space - Marianne de Pierres [123]
‘Rasterovich?’ Rast was moving backwards towards the ‘zoon, holding her hands up in question. Catchut and Latourn were already inside the tube.
But Jo-Jo couldn’t answer. He was caught in a conflict. He waited for his minds to slide apart as they had done in times of stress ever since Sole had ‘interfered’ with him. The detestable sensation was preferable to paralysis.
But this time his mind remained glued together and completely opaque to thought.
Rast gave him a quick salute and dropped her hands. She turned and ran into the tube after her men.
Jo-Jo stood there. Nothing from his mind. He wiped his eyes again and coughed.
Nothing.
But slowly something else began to happen: a feeling in his chest, spreading with every breath, across his skin, into his heart, along his ribs; a searing feeling, but warm—warm and alive. A feeling that made him stronger . . . better, even.
Not a feeling to live for—a feeling to die for.
His heart had an answer for him. Mira Fedor.
Sole
mix’m mix’m round round
see’m soon
where‘m came
luscious
Table of Contents
MIRA
Sole
THALES
MIRA
TRIN
JO-JO RASTEROVICH
TEKTON
THALES
MIRA
JO-JO RASTEROVICH
TRIN
Sole
TEKTON
THALES
MIRA
THALES
JO-JO RASTEROVICH
THALES
TEKTON
THALES
MIRA
THALES
MIRA
JO-JO RASTEROVICH
Sole
TEKTON
TRIN
THALES
MIRA
JO-JO RASTEROVICH
THALES
MIRA
JO-JO RASTEROVICH
MIRA
TRIN
JO-JO RASTEROVICH
Sole
TEKTON
MIRA
THALES
JO-JO RASTEROVICH
THALES
TEKTON
TRIN
JO-JO RASTEROVICH
MIRA
JO-JO RASTEROVICH
TRIN
THALES
JO-JO RASTEROVICH
Sole