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.But she’d seen enough in the past month to know Kenslir wasn’t lying.“You’ve died before?”“Six times now,” the Colonel responded, eyes on the road.Pam frowned.She’d been trying to make conversation ever since they left Miami in the white passenger van.As dates went, this was clearly the worst one ever.She had thought when the Colonel had asked her to accompany him on a short trip, that she had finally worn him down after weeks of flirting and all but throwing herself at him.She’d been particularly intrigued when he asked her to dress like a nurse for the trip.Pam decided to try striking up a conversation one more time.“So, you were married?” She’d managed to pry that out of Josie Winters back at base.“I am.” The Colonel managed to look more grim than normal when he said it.Pam didn’t care.She wanted to talk to pass the time.An hour of silent driving was just too much.“Where’s your ring?”“Cambodia.”“Lose it in the war?” Pam asked.She still couldn’t get over the fact that Kenslir looked like he was in his mid-thirties but was actually eighty-three years old.“And my hand.”“Your hand? How do you lose a hand?”“RPG.”“Someone shot you in the hand with an RPG?”“No, I caught an RPG, it exploded, and I lost my hand along with my wedding ring.”“Why would you do that—catch an RPG?”“It was headed toward a helicopter loaded with wounded.”“So where’s your wife?” That was something Winters had refused to talk about.She’d only brought the subject up when she’d seen Pam flirting with the Colonel one day.Kenslir finally took his eyes off the road and looked over at Pam with a grim look.“I don’t like to talk about it.”Pam Keegan sat up a little in her seat.“Did she leave you?” Maybe she had a chance after all.Kenslir looked back at the road.“Not quite.” He wished Keegan would get the hint and change the subject.He’d have to find out who even told her about his wife when he got back to base.“So, she’s still around?” Keegan was confused.The Colonel spent most evenings alone in his quarters, down the hall from her own.She’d tried to invite herself over several times but the old man in the young man’s body had politely turned her down.Repeatedly.“My wife was petrified by a basilisk in 1962,” Kenslir said.If Agent Pam Keegan was anything, it was persistent.He knew better than to hope she would just give up.Keegan was surprised.“That’s the same year you got cursed, right?”“Yes.Same incident.”A new thought occurred to the agent.“So, if your wife has been petrified all these years, and you’ve died now, six times.doesn’t that mean you’re not married anymore?”Kenslir was genuinely taken aback by the question and gave Pam a surprised look.The blonde smiled broadly.“I mean, it is until death do you part, right?”Mark Kenslir looked back at the road ahead and increased his speed slightly.He was regretting not asking Josie to come along for this trip.***Josie Winters thought this was a bad idea.A very bad idea.She knew Victor was supposedly indestructible now, but neither one of them really knew much about their new abilities.Josie rubbed her hands together, then wiped them on the legs of her gray sweat suit.She always started the day now in gray Army sweats, with white sneakers, and her long black hair held back in a pony tail.“C’mon, Josie,” Victor, also in sweats, said from across the room.“You can do it.”Victor smiled at her, which was still unsettling even after a month.His teeth were the same gray, stone material his lips, face and entire body were made of.Josie concentrated, focusing on the water bottle Victor was holding in his outstretched left arm.The outside of the bottle began to turn gray with frost.“Doing great!” Victor said.He was twenty feet away from her, in the training room they’d been using for the past month, honing their skills.“Keep going.”Josie redoubled her efforts and the bottle continued to frost over, the moisture in the air turning to ice crystals around the bottle.“Whoa!” Victor said after a second.He dropped the bottle and pulled his hand back.He reflexively massaged it with his other stone hand.Then he realized what he was doing and stopped.Josie raced across the room.“Are you okay?”Victor smiled again, bending over to pick up the water bottle he had dropped [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]