"Continuing Time - 01 - Emerald Eyes" - читать интересную книгу автора (Moran Daniel Keys)

dangerous.
And she should have received some warning before he had ever reached the inner
lobby.
УCan I help you?Ф
His voice was odd. She had to strain to hear him, andЧsurely his lips had moved?
I have come to see Councillor Carson.
His eyes were green, some portion of her mind noted uneasily, and very large.
And familiar УIТm sorry,Ф she stumbled, Уbut the Councillors do not see people
without an appointment.Ф
He moved closer to her, head cocked slightly to one side. An intangible,
electric shock of danger ran through her. There was rage in him, an anger so
vast she had never experienced its like before. Please tell him that I am here
She did know him, she was certain of it. Thought came slowly, as though from a
great distance. She could not take her gaze away from the brilliant, luminescent
green of his eyes. She activated her inskin data link without knowing she was
doing so, and paged the Councillor to the reception area
Another Councillor, with two of his staff, came through the lobby as they
waited, and eyed the boy with a touch of curiosity. The boy stood silently,
motionless, and did not look at them. He kept his gaze locked to the
receptionist. They found it, and him, somewhat odd, but of course he would not
have been there if he had not belonged there, and so they continued on their
way, and forgot the boy and the strange tableau with a speed which Jerril Carson
would have found instructive.
The lift doors, at the far end of the lobby, slid aside, and Jerril Carson stood
framed between the sliding doors, with a Peaceforcer at his side.
Suddenly a weight lifted itself from the receptionistТs mind, and the
dark-haired boyТs features moved into sharp focus. The blood had entirely
drained from his face at Jerril CarsonТs appearance, leaving it shockingly white
beneath the straight black hair, but she recognized the boy nonetheless УOf
course,Ф she said aloud УWhy didnТtЕФ
Carson lifted an eyebrow in mild surprise УCarl?Ф
The voice echoed, as though something else spoke through the boy, used him as an
instrument of expression УYou killed Shana.Ф
The boy said nothing else, and Carson was still looking at him when the windows
exploded outward. A great invisible hand slammed the Peaceforcer down to the
floor, dragged him out of the lift and across the pale blue carpeting. The
Unification Councillor stumbled back into the lift, mouth open and working as
though he would say something
But no words came, and Carl Castanaveras, with an insane rage stamped upon his
features, went in after him The doors slid quietly shut before the screams
began.

There can be good mistakes, and otherwise
Jane McConnell underwent puberty early in the year 2047. The Peaceforcers were
waiting, as, most specifically, was a man named Jerril Carson.
She too had the Gift
For the predominantly French Peaceforcers, struggling to keep order in a world
that hated and distrusted them, it was confirmation enough of the
information-gathering godsend that fate had sent them Castanaveras had already
proven that he could retrieve information reliably when physically near his