Lords Of The Dark Fall - Fabian (44 page)
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Authors: C A Nicks
Small enough to fit into a pocket so he could have it on him. The thought of owning a genuine piece of Fabian’s memory made her dizzy with excitement.
The man held up his palms in a gesture of peace. The jacket gaped open revealing no weapon-harness. None of this made sense. A man like him would never go unarmed.
“I mean you no harm, Dr. Evans. Put your mind at rest. I’m merely a weary traveller who wishes to return home.”
“I don’t understand.” She lowered her voice, even though the passing crowd’s only interest in them was a brief glance at the obvious wealth on the man’s back. He knew how to stand out from the rabble that was for sure. “You’re here to negotiate for the return of the Lucimanticus engraving. Am I right?”
“And you wish to own it more than anything you’ve ever coveted. Am I right?”
His dark eyes remained unfathomable. What they hid, she couldn’t tell, but something lurked behind that shaded gaze. Something that wanted more than the black-market disposal of a priceless art-work.
“Covet? That’s an odd word to use, Mr…? I don’t believe we’ve been properly introduced.”
He laughed at that, showing well cared for, even teeth. No hint of gold, which would have cheapened the effect of his understated wealth. In his mid-thirties, if she was any judge so he’d either had access to good food or expensive implants.
“My name is Marcellus Lucimanticus Persidio of Alurides,” he replied without hesitation. “I go by the title of prince. Or at least I used to. True-brother to the great Fabian, most noble lord of the seven plateaus.”
The prince didn’t even register. The seven plateaus? Of course, now it fell into place. She’d transposed the v and the t on the glyphs. Misinterpreted the code. Fabian’s true history had been written for a select few, and this man, it seemed, was among them.
What was she thinking? A clever guess on his part, nothing more. Who would name themselves lord of a plateau, of all things?
“Anxur was the third moon of the great ocean-world of Tessala and Fabian was master of it all. Until…” He shook his head, closing his eyes briefly as if remembering. When he reopened them he looked resigned, defeated almost. Nothing like a man sitting on a small fortune in archaeological contraband.
“You still think you’re his brother, huh?” She couldn’t get over his face, the resemblance to the etching, the image on the plates. “Why offer it to me? Why not Viper, or Hexagon, assuming they aren’t behind this whole thing? Is this a set-up?”
The man shook his head, slowly as if he couldn’t believe her response. A flash of annoyance crossed his features. He sucked in a deep breath, and tried again. “It’s no set-up. I acted alone and I’m offering you the etching in return for information about my brother. What is so difficult to understand about that?”
“Well, for one thing, if Viper or Hexagon did engineer the theft and you’re double-crossing them, neither of us will live to tell the tale. You don’t mess with the big corps. Not in that way.”
“You would like me to take it to them, to offer it in return for coin? To have it disappear from your view and never be seen again?”
“No.” She almost put out an arm to stop him, while at the same time getting the distinct impression he was going nowhere. His words held no conviction. For some reason known only to him, he was willing to hand over a priceless artefact in return for information he could have found for the price of her book.
Too tempting an offer to resist. Glancing at her watch, she saw it was already twelve o’ clock. She didn’t dare cancel another lecture. Not with the review-counsel meeting looming and a place on the Board up for grabs.
“How much do you want?” She was going to hell in a handcart for this, no doubt about that. But she’d go there clutching the image of the man who’d fascinated her and filled her dreams for longer than she cared to remember.
The man winced and hissed in a breath, touching his injured hand, as if confused by the pain. “I want no coin from you. Merely to know where my brother can be found. Tell me that and I will make your fortune, Dr. Evans. Reputation and fame, I read your book. Is that not what you crave? ”
“You read the book, you tell me.” Walk away, her good sense screamed at her. Stay, the archaeologist and historian said softly. His words, the way he spoke them with such sincerity. Was he the real thing, or the best liar she’d ever met?
“Your falling man theory. Do you know how close you are to the truth?”
Dammit, no, she didn’t. The truth could be just around the corner or a million miles away. She could be walking in the wrong direction and never find it.
The man pulled at his tie, agitated by more than her refusal to take him seriously. Late autumn and sweat beaded his brow, vivid colour stained his high cheekbones. “The Dark Fall, do you know what that is? I can tell you. Explain every detail to you.”
“And why would you be able to do that? Are you all right? You’re looking mighty flushed.”
“I can tell you because I’ve experienced it. I am one of your falling men, as you call us.”
“Okay, I can see now you have a fever. You’re raving, Marcellus.” A twinge of disappointment accompanied the reality check. He’d probably already moved the etching on, or maybe he needed a sweetener, some bit of information only she could provide to help hike up the price?
“Get yourself to a medic, or at least to the pharmacy for an antibiotic shot. Blood poisoning can kill you in a heart-beat.” Where had he hidden the etching? If he was telling the truth and he keeled over on her, she’d never know.
“My blood is not poisoned. It cannot be, I am…”
Confusion again. He gathered himself as she was about to reach out and offer an arm to stop him collapsing on the pavement right at her feet. Lifting his face, he fixed her with a piercing stare that seemed to see every hope, every dream she’d ever had. A shiver ghosted over her skin and she knew exactly what he would say next.
“You named us, you championed us. In all your time of study and research, tell me you never hoped to meet one of us? Tell me you don’t dream of that?”
“I have one hour,” she said making a decision she hoped was a professional one. “If you can stay upright that long, then we’ll talk in a public place and over lunch. And you’re buying,” she added, remembering the generous tip he’d gifted John. “Come on, Mr. Marcellus, you can buy me lunch in the university refectory. You have one hour to convince me that what you just said wasn’t the raving of a fever-addled or drugged-up brain.”
“Thank you.”
He looked so pathetically grateful for a hearing, she almost laughed. As long as they stayed public, she was in no danger.
Not the university refectory. Not with the etching involved. “In here,” she said, pointing to the giant plastic confectionary hanging on a pole outside the Chocolate Meringue Café. “We may as well do this in style since you’re paying.”
“Chocolate Meringue?” the man said, eyes narrowed in an effort to read the sign. “What’s a chocolate meringue?”
“Heaven on earth, Mr. Marcellus. It’s heaven on earth.”
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Thank you for reading Lords of the Dark Fall, Book on, Fabian. I live within sight of the Lancashire moors with my family, cats and vast collection of musical instruments. Saturday nights are likely to find me in some spooky mansion or castle indulging in my hobby as a paranormal investigator. I write romance that’s tightly focussed on the main characters and their emotional journey. I also write as Alexandra Marell
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C.A. Nicks / Candy Nicks current book list.
Immortal lords from a far distant place are made to take the Dark Fall, a rift that cycles through space and time. The books follow their new lives as humans in a strange land, and the women they meet who might just take the sting out of losing their immortality.
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