By Jim Butcher
In his acclaimed Codex Alera novels, bestselling writer Jim Butcher has created a desirable global within which the basic forces of nature take actual shape and are used for defense. Now, as enemies turn into allies and neighbors develop into sour foes, a threat past reckoning looms for all.
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Nick ducked down, peeked back toward the pub. The bearded man still groped the woman, another man had stumbled outside puking, none of them were looking their way. Peter gave the pane a nudge with his foot and it popped open. The basement was a well of darkness. Peter looked up at Nick. ” Nick said. ” Nick took a quick step back as though from a viper. “Are you kidding me? ” A look of deep disappointment crossed Peter’s face. Nick was surprised to find this bothered him, that he cared at all what this wild kid thought.
Bennie had taken every cent. He’d have to find another way out of Brooklyn. Panic began to tighten his chest. Which way should he go? Marko could be anywhere, could be coming from any direction. Nick turned quickly and almost ran into Peter. Nick hadn’t even realized the boy had been following him. Peter’s eyes were full of mischief. ” Nick said. “Plan? ” Peter looked pleased. “They’ve got guns. They’re not fucking around either. ” Nick let out a harsh laugh. God, he thinks this is all some sort of game.
Said it’s gonna be a real horror show. I love horror shows. ” The limb above them shook and a host of leaves rained down. There followed a soft thump. Nick and Freddie saw him first. When Bennie and Jake caught their faces, they both jerked around. A boy, not much taller than Nick, stood on the pathway. He wore some sort of hand-stitched leather pants with pointy-toed boots sewn right into them. He also had on a raggedy tuxedo jacket, the old style, the kind with tails, with a black hoodie on underneath and a rawhide pack, almost a purse, strung across his chest.