Page 67 of Savage Knight

“How?”he asked.

Cross raised an eyebrow, asking her silently if it was okay to tell them, and she nodded.

“Her parents were killed by a man who kept her locked up in Noble Vale Sanatorium.For five years, he beat her and hurt her.I went to rescue her, but she was able to escape on her own by killing the guard who was trying to rape her.”

Fury darkened Saxon’s face.“What did this walking dead man want with you?”

“She has a gift of healing,” Cross answered.“He sold her services.”

“What does that mean?”Evren asked.

“It means exactly what I said.She heals people.”

“How exactly do you heal people?”Evren probed more “Are you some sort of genius doctor or something?”

Lorelei shook her head again.

“She heals with her hands,” Cross replied.

Lowen suddenly had this feeling she knew what was coming, and she shared a look with Evren.Lorelei wasspecial, just like Lowen’s situation had once been.

“I was shot last night.”Cross said.“That asshole I killed shot me first and I was dying.Lorelei laid her hands on me, and then I wasn’t shot anymore.She absorbed the wound.That’s why she was sick.She had to purge it from her system.”

Saxon pulled out a butterfly knife, and with an expert shake of his wrist, he exposed the blade.Then he sliced his hand.

“What the fuck, Sax!”Jeremiah snapped.

Lorelei immediately laid her hand on top of the wound and a brief moment later, the cut was gone.The only thing left behind to show there had been one was the coagulating blood.

Cross fused over her, but Lorelei mouthed that she was fine.

“Two women,” Saxon said, and he shot Lowen a quick look.“Both with extraordinary powers.”

Lorelei’s head shot up and she met Lowen’s steady gaze, an unspoken question reflected in the tilt of her head.

“I died,” she told the other woman.“But I was granted a do-over.”

Lorelei smiled at her.Two people in a very exclusive club.

“I want one,” Saxon said.

“You want one what?”Jeremiah asked.

“I want one like them,” he replied, pointing to both women.“Witchy voodoo magic.”

Jeremiah let out an exasperated sigh.

“Who was the son of a bitch that held her captive?”Evren asked.

Lorelei wrote something in the notebook she held, then held it up.

“Costello Birsha,” Saxon muttered.“His mother must’ve hated him to give him such a horrible name.”

Lowen watched Lorelei as Cross explained their journey so far.She had thought she was the only one who had divine intervention, so she was curious how Lorelei came by this superpower.It also made her wonder if there was anyone else like them out there, then realized there had to be.

If there was one, there were more.

The End

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