Cloak Games_Sky Hammer

by Jonathan Moeller

  “Hi,” I said.

  “Nadia,” said Riordan, stopping a few paces away. “I’m sorry it took me so long to get back. The Firstborn and the Elders had many questions for me, and then we had to talk to the Inquisition and a few Homeland Security branch commanders. And after that, some anthrophages slipped through from the Shadowlands, and I had to help deal with them.”

  “It’s always one thing after another, isn’t it?” I said.

  I suddenly wanted to kiss him, very badly. But I wasn’t sure why he was here.

  Had he come to say goodbye?

  “And there was some paperwork, too,” said Riordan. “It took a bit to set this up, but it’s done.”

  He passed me a pair of envelopes. I frowned, opened them, and started blinking in surprise.

  It was a pair of checks. One was made out to me, the other to Russell.

  Both checks were for two and a half million dollars.

  “Riordan,” I said. “What the hell?”

  “The High Queen commissioned the Family to kill Connor,” said Riordan. “Ten million dollars. Connor’s dead, so she agreed to pay out. But you were the one who actually killed him.”

  “With your help,” I added.

  “It took some negotiating,” said Riordan, “but in the end, the money split four ways. A quarter to the Family, a quarter to me, a quarter to Russell, and a quarter to you.”

  I snorted. “Russell’s talked about starting a business for years. Suppose he’ll get the chance a bit sooner now. Thanks, Riordan.”

  “And I figure you’ll need the money,” said Riordan, “if the High Queen has you doing jobs for her.”

  I shrugged. “She hasn’t contacted me yet.”

  “Well,” said Riordan. He took a deep breath as if bracing himself. “I wanted to make sure you had the money first.”

  His hand went into his left pocket.

  I realized he was reaching for his car keys. He was reaching for his keys, and he would get into his truck, leave Milwaukee, and I would never see him again.

  Something inside me panicked at the thought.

  “Wait,” I said. “Wait, wait, wait.”

  He froze.

  “Don’t go,” I said. “Please don’t go. Not until I’ve had my say.”

  “Nadia,” said Riordan, but I talked over him.

  “I know I said horrible things to you,” I said. “I know I’m…I’m…I’m prickly and tough to be around and sometimes I’m just crazy. But don’t go. Please don’t go. Do you remember the Archon attack? You came here to give me some of the money from Rogomil’s death, and I gave you my phone number. We…we could try again. I could give you my new number, and we could try it again. I’ve really missed you, and I want to try again because I love you and I missed you so much.” I felt the tears burning in my eyes. “Please.”

  I realized I was begging, which was pathetic, but I was too upset to care.

  “I wasn’t going to go…oh,” said Riordan. “You thought I was reaching for my car keys.”

  “Yeah,” I said, rubbing my eyes. “You weren’t?”

  “No,” said Riordan, lifting something from his pocket. “I needed this.”

  He lifted a gold ring.

  My panicked emotions screeched to a halt.

  “Nadia,” he said. “Marry me.”

  “What?” I said.

  He took a deep breath. “Will you marry me?”

  “I…I…I…” My brain locked up for an instant, and then I laughed in delight, jumped up, and kissed him as hard as I could. His arms coiled around my back, and we spun around in the front yard. I suppose it was a show for anyone passing by, but to hell with them.

  “Still thinking about it?” he said when we broke apart.

  “For God’s sake!” I said. “Wasn’t it obvious? Yes. Yes, I will marry you. Right now, if you want.”

  I kissed him again.

  It was funny, I supposed. In a way, things weren’t all that different from when I had given him my phone number all that time ago. I was still working for a powerful and dangerous Elven noble.

  But it could have been so much worse, and my heart felt like it would burst from joy as I kissed him.

  Epilogue: Did You Think We Were Done?

  About four hours later I drifted back to consciousness.

  I was lying in my bed with Riordan, and I was only wearing my engagement ring and he wasn’t wearing anything at all. I think he would have preferred to wait until we had gotten married, but I didn’t, and it hadn’t been all that hard to persuade him. I had been waiting a long, long time for this.

  A hundred and fifty-eight years, really. I was tired of waiting.

  The Eternity Crucible had ruined a lot of things for me, but not this.

  The first time, I admit, was a little awkward. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed it. But Riordan is a lot taller than I am, and it took a bit to work out the optimal angles for everything.

  The second time an hour or so later…

  Let’s just say that was one of the best experiences of my life.

  The third time was pretty good too.

  “I think,” said Riordan, his hand resting upon my bare back, “we had better eat something.”

  I laughed. “That’s probably a good idea. And drink something. James has been lecturing me about hydration.”

  “Dear God,” said Riordan. “I forgot about the Marneys. And Russell. They aren’t home, aren’t they?” He hesitated. “They probably would have heard us.”

  I laughed again. “No, they went to a picnic or something. Come to think of it, they should be home at any minute. We can tell them the news. I suppose Lucy will want to plan a huge wedding. I just want to go to the courthouse tomorrow. Though you probably want it in a church or something.”

  I was babbling, but I was in a very good mood.

  “We can work all that out later,” said Riordan. He kissed me. “Let’s get dressed and get something to eat. Because if we’re not dressed when your brother gets home, that conversation is going to be a lot more awkward.”

  “Oh, God, can you imagine?” I got to my feet, stretched, and started gathering up my clothes from where they had been discarded in haste. I felt Riordan’s eyes on me as I did that. Being naked in front of him was a new feeling, but I enjoyed it.

  We got dressed and headed downstairs. I felt good. Really good, I mean. There was a pleasant warmth in my muscles, and it was like a bunch of knots had been untied inside my brain.

  I had forgotten how much I enjoyed that.

  “Smoothies?” said Riordan as we stepped into the kitchen.

  “Yeah,” I said. “All my stuff is in…”

  A tearing crash filled my ears, accompanied by the sound of crunching metal and shattering glass.

  “What the hell?” I said, calling magic on instinct.

  “That sounded like a car crash,” said Riordan. “I think there was an accident in front of the house.”

  “I hope they didn’t hit your truck,” I said, and we hurried out the front door. “Wait. What if was the Marneys? They’re supposed to be home…”

  I stepped out the front door and came to a shocked halt on the front step.

  The accident had, indeed, missed Riordan’s truck.

  A Milwaukee city bus had jumped the curb and smashed into a tree across the street. The bus must have been going fast, because the front had crumpled, and half the windows had been shattered. Yet the bus looked to have been empty…and come to think of it, the bus route didn’t go in front of the Marneys’ house.

  I saw two people hurrying towards us, and shock rippled through my mind.

  The first was an Elven woman I didn’t recognize, and she was wearing running shoes, black jeans, and a knee-length leather jacket that was an eye-watering shade of pink. She had dark hair and big silver eyes, and she looked terrified.

  The second was Kaethran Morvilind.

  And he was hurt.

  He staggered towards the house like a drunk, and I s
aw blood on his gaunt face. For that matter, I saw torn patches on his robe, the fabric stiff with dried blood. I had seen him fight with nothing held back in Times Square, and he had slaughtered the Archons like insects.

  What the hell could possibly have hurt him?

  Morvilind stumbled to a stop a few yards away and blinked at me, his face a scowl of determination.

  “What the hell?” I said.

  “Nadia Moran,” croaked Morvilind. “They are coming. You will need to fight.”

  With that, his eyes rolled up and he collapsed on the sidewalk.

  “My lord!” said the Elven woman, rushing to his side and dropping to one knee next to him. “My lord!”

  “What the hell?” I said.

  THE END

  Thank you for reading CLOAK GAMES: SKY HAMMER.

  I had thought that SKY HAMMER would be the last book in the CLOAK GAMES series, but there is going to be one more: CLOAK GAMES: MAGE FALL, coming in late summer 2018. Turn the page to read an author's note about the next book.

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  An Unexpected Author’s Note

  When I started writing CLOAK GAMES: SKY HAMMER, I fully intended it to be the final book in the series.

  But! When I wrote Nadia’s and Morvilind’s conversation in Chapter 15, I realized that the story wasn’t quite done yet. The CLOAK GAMES series has always been about Nadia Moran and Kaethran Morvilind, and their combined story isn’t finished.

  So we will have one more book in the series: CLOAK GAMES: MAGE FALL. If all goes well, look for CLOAK GAMES: MAGE FALL to be available in late summer 2018.

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