Chapter Eight“How do I become the guardian?” Brennan asked again. When Cavus didn’t answer he nodded to his associate.
Whack.
“What does he use to choose who it shall be?”
Whack.
“How long does the guardian retain their abilities?”
Whack.
“Damn it, Cavus, stop being so stubborn and tell me something!”
Whack.
Cavus’s face felt like one pile of pain. His right eye puffed shut, and his lips were bleeding. The torture hadn’t even really begun. All he could do was buy Monica time to get Kirk and get away. It wasn’t as if he could answer any of the questions Brennan asked. Cavus had assumed that Kirk’s mother would be the guardian. When she died, he figured that was it. But now... now he knew it was always meant to be Monica. Despite the pain, he smiled, cracked lips bleeding. She was a
