Welsh Road (The Depravity Chronicles) by Joshua Grove Read Free Book Online

up
again, Anish was gone.
    “International
Man of Mystery,” she announced with some enthusiastic humor.
    “Oh?” Isabelle
said as walked into the room. “And who is this man of mystery?”
    “Just something
I was reading about on my phone,” Jena lied, again. How had her mother not seen
Anish? Only seconds separated his departure from her arrival.
    “Then what do
you say we blow this joint?” Isabelle asked with a wink.
    “Sounds good to
me,” Jena agreed. She was eager to get home, take a shower, and ruminate while
preparing for her meeting with Anish. She also had to come up with an exit strategy.
Hell would freeze over before her parents would allow her to leave the house
without a chaperone, let alone visit the mysterious Native American. Isabelle
and Hank might be grateful to Anish for finding her in the woods last night,
but they weren’t about to become bff’s.
    As Jena waited
for her mother to get the ball rolling on her release, she reflected on the
insanity that was Homecoming. Her mind kept leading her to the same questions.
What had she done that she was blocking from her memory? Did she really make
that cop have a coughing fit? Jena had always been curious about the
supernatural, so much so that it wasn’t unusual for her to read a book here and
there about witchcraft, metaphysics, and similar genres.
    Her phone buzzed
briefly three times. She leaned over the side of her bed to grab her cell that
was lying on the movable trey table. Someone had texted her.
    I’m in the
Social Sciences building, Room 334. See you around 3:00? Anish.
    Of course, room
334 again. She texted him back, surprised by her own lack of surprise that
Anish had somehow managed to get ahold of her number.
    You’re a
resourceful man. Yeah, see you then.
    She closed the
texting app and opened her browser to her favorite search engine.  
    It’s now or
never ,
she thought to herself for a second time. Last night was intense. As far back
as she could remember there had always been spans of time she couldn’t recall.
She and her mother called them her mini blackouts. But several hours? The minis
had never lasted more than a minute or two. And what was with the whole
‘covered in blood’ thing? That was where she drew the line. The blackouts, the
weird lethargy in her brain followed by weird occurrences, like a light bulb
burning out, pictures falling off walls, things like that. Everything seemed to
be escalating toward something big, something significant. Jena knew she had to
figure out what was going on because it was likely that she would not survive
any further advancement in this power.
    She slid her
phone’s keyboard into position. She typed a single word into the search field
and clicked ‘Go.’
    There were over
900,000 results for the keyword ‘Telekinesis.’
     
    * * * * * *
    3
    Trevor and Simon
enjoyed their short road trip from Crimson Falls to Taylor’s Landing. There
wasn’t much conversation during the drive. Their attention was devoted to their
current audio book, fittingly entitled Gateways to the Other Side . Every
now and then one of them would make an observation that Trevor would scribble
into their black leather journal.
    The University
of Minnesota was truly remarkable in the heart of autumn. Colored leaves
falling to their cycle of death and rebirth, nature and fitness trails
meandering for several acres surrounding the campus. Trevor figured he would
have no problem living here for the next four years, studying under Anish.
Simon, on the other hand, was more ambivalent. He had always dreamed of
attending an Ivy League university; Harvard was his first choice. Though they
didn’t talk much about it, Trevor understood that Simon was making some
significant sacrifices to pursue their dream.
    After parking
Simon’s Honda Accord in the Visitor Lot, the boys made their way toward Anish’s
office. The marble staircase leading to the Social Sciences building was
magnificent, representing the beauty and