Sky Ghosts: All for One (Young Adult Urban Fantasy Adventure) (Sky Ghosts Series Book 1) Read Online Free Page B

around. A man in a blue shirt and black pants got up from it, putting away the papers he had been reading. Peter was about fifty years old, but it was only his fully gray hair and deep lines on his face that gave away his age. He was a big man, tall and broad-shouldered, and he stood straight and square. With a curious, ironic look he came out from behind the table and leaned with his side against it. His features were sharp and stern, but his short gray beard and graying eyebrows made him look softer somehow. The girls were silent, so he raised his eyebrows in a question, looking from one to another.
    “We brought you something interesting,” the older sister said at last. Jane glanced at her quickly, but didn’t add anything. “We stumbled upon these two just when Eugene’s men were about to finish them, but got into an argument at the last moment. It’s likely that Eugene wants them alive. Actually, one of them,” she added. “We thought that you might be interested. And well, we couldn’t just leave them out there.”
    “Probably, you know something about them or Eugene’s plans,” Jane said. Her sister nodded.
    “Anyway, to get them out of there was our job, and yours is to decide what to do with them. You can…” Pain shrugged, “sell them into slavery, I don’t know.”
    Peter grimaced and speculated for a second, eyeing the guests. A strange look passed his face – in fact, two different expressions – as he glanced first at one, then at the other. As if he recognized them, but wasn’t quite sure of it. He unfroze off his spot and paced across the office, reaching out his hand.
    “My name is Peter. I’m the head of this organization, and I want to tell you first of all that you’re absolutely safe here. I hope you won’t mind answering a few questions before we decide what to do next.” He shook their hands with a polite smile and stepped back.
    The guys considered his words – both silent – and then nodded carefully. Jerry was still standing behind their backs, arms folded on his chest. But it wasn’t like they had a reason for rejecting Peter’s suggestion or for not trusting him. His fighters did save their lives just a few minutes ago, so there was no point in backing out now.
    “David Forrester,” Dave said at last. “And this is my friend Chad,” he jerked his chin toward him.
    “David Forrester!” Peter exclaimed, relieved. “I thought you seemed familiar. I’m glad to meet you both. Why don’t you have a seat?” He pointed to the chairs that stood in rows on both sides of the long table.
    They followed without another word: Chad sat on the left side with Jerry next to him, and Dave in the opposite seat. Only the girls remained standing, looking at Peter with expectation.
    “I’d prefer you to stay, too. Sit.”
    Jane nodded, coming to sit beside Dave without a word, but her sister apparently couldn’t hold back a loud sigh as she dragged herself to the table. Peter ignored that and cleared his throat.
    “Let’s get straight to business. Do you know what Eugene Zhorr could want from you?” he asked, giving Dave and Chad a pointed look.
    “No,” Chad answered instantly.
    “We didn’t even hear about him till tonight! We were heading to a bar, didn’t bother anybody, and all of a sudden those guys in leather, real cutthroats, rounded us and said they had some business with us! Shoved us into that alley…” Dave fidgeted in his chair, glancing at the girls uneasily. “And started to discuss some nonsense about killing and everything,” he spilled it all in one breath, gesticulating with both hands nervously. Indignation boiled inside him, making his hands tremble a little, and he clasped them together so that nobody would notice.
    Peter’s face darkened with every second of Dave’s speech.
    “David, I know your father and I met him once,” he began, but Dave interrupted him.
    “Oh, please just call me Dave.”
    “Alright, Dave. So, your father is a