Luminous Read Online Free Page A

Luminous
Book: Luminous Read Online Free
Author: Corrina Lawson
Pages:
Go to
put his pad down. “People repeat patterns. If Jill has moved to Charlton and she’s interested in the same kind of research—and given she grabbed a living subject, I’ll bet she is—she’ll look for a similar facility. We start looking at out-of-the-way locations that match the original profile and we’ve got a place to start and a chance to get to the teller in time.”
    “Oh.” Noir shook her head. “I’m sorry, I’m lousy at describing it.”
    “Can you see it in your head?”
    “Some.”
    “I’ve got a better idea. Stay right there.”
    He disappeared down the hallway. She guessed he was going into his office. That’s where she’d hidden to put her clothes on after she’d followed him inside. She’d been lucky it had been dark so he hadn’t seen the bundle of clothes wrapped up in her cape that seemingly floated in midair. Though how he could find anything in that mess of his office, she had no idea. Even his old typewriter was covered in books. Not a man big on technology. He enjoyed being on the street, looking into things personally at ground level, she guessed. She liked that about him.
    She liked a lot of things about him.
    Al returned with a spiral-bound sketchpad and flipped it open.
    “You describe it to me, I’ll draw, and we’ll see if we can get close to what it looked like.”
    She smiled. “Let me. I can draw pretty well.” She had started drawing just two days after her escape, filling a notebook she’d stolen with images from her memory. Whoever she had been before, she knew being an artist had something to do with it.
    “Good, because I suck at it.” He held out the pencil.
    She cleared her throat. “If I’m going to be completely accurate, I’ll have to take off my gloves so I can have better control of the pencil.”
    “That’s fine.”
    “And I have to take off the mask. I’ll be able to draw in the finer details without the black mesh over my eyes.”
    “Whatever you need to do.”
    She wondered if he’d be so quick to agree after he started speaking to a head he couldn’t see. She removed her gloves without looking at him. She flexed her hands once before reaching up to remove the hat and face mask.
    She knew she looked like a headless, handless body in a horror movie.
    “Well,” Al drawled. “That must save on the makeup costs.”
    She laughed for the first time in a long time. “Not one of my main worries, no.”
    He held the pencil toward her again. This time, she took it. Al stood up. “I’m getting you some water. You’ve been talking a long time.”
    “Okay.” She hadn’t been talking that long. He probably was just being kind again. She sat back in the chair with the sketchpad on her lap. The pencil flew over the paper as if it had a mind of its own. She knew she was good at this. She wished she remembered where she’d learned it.
    She hardly noticed when Al set a glass of water on the coffee table in front of her. She was aware he’d left the room again but she was so engrossed in her drawing that she didn’t think about what he was doing until she smelled eggs cooking.
    She looked up from her nearly finished sketch to the entranceway of the small kitchen area. “That smells great.” Her stomach rumbled. She chugged the glass of water.
    “Somehow, I figured you hadn’t had much to eat.” He stirred the scrambled eggs. “I’m not sure whether it’s closer to dinner or breakfast, so I went with breakfast. You can eat, right?”
    “Yeah.” She stood up and displayed the sketchpad. “This is done.”
    He blinked at her for a second and cleared his throat. “Great. Bring it here, grab a plate, then you can tell me about it.”
    She did exactly as he asked, setting the sketchpad on the kitchen counter and picking up a plate. Her stomach growled. “Thanks.”
    “No problem.” He looked at the plate she held for a few seconds. “You’ve got a good grip, right?”
    “Sure.” She guessed he was weirded out by the plate seemingly
Go to

Readers choose