About the Book:
Published May 28th 2014
Khaya’s life, a life the Order say was never meant to be, is thrown into turmoil when she discovers she has a second ability. The Company who employs people like her – with rare and special abilities – insists that having more than one inevitably leads down a dark spiral into madness. So they are watching and waiting, ready to terminate her at the first sign of trouble. Now, on the run from the Company's agents while trying to prove her sanity, Khaya realises they are not the only ones she should fear. Angels are working towards her demise as well. The question that haunts her is this: What did she do that was terrible enough to elicit the wrath of angels? And can she trust the mysterious Derrin, or is he the cause of all her tribulations?
Khaya rushed down the stairs of the library. Suddenly, she wanted to be as far away from there as she could. She wasn’t fooling herself. They weren’t going to find a cure. They were keeping her in that basement under observation. At the first sign of madness, they would kill her. She was sure of it.
Welcome fresh air greeted her as she pulled the door open. A hand gripped her arm, making her shriek. Another hand slammed over her mouth. She began to struggle. “Shh! It’s me, Khaya. It’s Merrit. I’m going to let go of you, so please don’t scream.”
He released her and she swung around to face him. “What do you think you’re doing, scaring me like that?”
“Sorry. We can’t be seen speaking. Follow me.” He walked a few steps before turning to find she wasn’t following. “Come on! Please.”
He led her into a deserted alley, deep shadows making it hard to see. “What is this about, Merrit?”
“You know very well what this is about. They know you told me about your second ability and they are out to get me.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. They simply want to keep this matter quiet.”
“Yes, and do you know the best way to keep something quiet? By making sure as few people as possible know the secret.”
“You are being unreasonable.”
“They're having me followed. My every move.”
She looked around with exaggerated motions. “Oh? So, where are these stalkers now?”
“I managed to give them the slip. I don’t think they realised that I knew I was being followed. This is beside the point, anyway.”
“What is the point?”
“I am going to get away from here. As far as I can get as quickly as I can.”
“Why are you telling me this?”
“I’ve heard things. I’ve heard that it’s only a matter of time before they terminate you.”
She jolted to attention. “You heard that too?”
He nodded. “Can you believe that’s what they call it? Like you're some sort of animal.”
“I still don’t know why you are telling me all this.”
“Come with me?” he said, placing a hand on her arm.
“Run away?” she asked, incredulous.
“I haven’t been working at the Company for long,” he said, “but I think their main objective is to stay anonymous. At any cost. They like to give the impression that they take care of us, but it's all about control.
“If you stay here, they will kill you. Why do you think they want to keep all this so quiet? I’m planning to go at midnight. Think about it. I’ll be at the cobbler’s. I hope I’ll see you there.”