Redemption (Night Marchers #2) Written by: Rebecca Gober and Courtney Nuckels Read Online Free

guarantee. Whoever it is, Is that person going to be there when
we arrive to try and rescue Adam? I try and settle my mind’s
thoughts by looking back at Tristan. He hasn’t uttered a word since
we spoke on the beach and the uncomfortable silence puts me more on
edge.
    Suddenly, as we reach the top of the hill my
foot gets caught under a root and I fall hard on my face as the
flashlight rolls down the opposite side of the hill and comes to a
stop about twenty feet in front of me. Tristan rushes over to my
side and helps me sit up. My foot is still deeply buried under the
root and I can’t seem to wiggle out of its hold. But, I soon
realize my foot is the least of my worries. The faint sound of
drums begins radiating through my ears! Fear rips through me as I
look to Tristan. We catch each other’s eyes for a moment before we
are hurriedly trying to free me. The sound draws nearer as we both
aggressively tug at my foot. We even try to remove my shoe, but to
no avail. Boom-boom; boom-boom. The drum’s rhythm nearly matches my
pounding heartbeat. Closer and closer still the drums are coming. I
feel as if we are in one of those horrible scary movies where the
girl is stuck on a railroad track and a train is barreling towards
her at maximum speed.
    Fire! I see fire through the dense vegetation
and in my desperation I jerk my foot so hard that it comes
barreling out of my shoe, the force driving me straight back into
Tristan. I grab my shoe and slip it back on quickly before the
first flame appears. Without a second’s hesitation, Tristan whisks
me into his arms and starts running in the opposite direction. Kai!
The thought of him rips through me as I begin flailing my arms and
kicking my feet trying to get Tristan to release his grip on me. I
fight with all I’m worth to get out of Tristan’s grasp. All the
while Tristan repeats, “Emma, calm down! What on earth are you
doing? We need to get out of here!” But, he doesn’t understand and
I have no time to explain. I finally rip out of Tristan’s grasp and
land with a hard thump on the ground. There is no time for pain as
I grab the earth with my fingernails and haul myself up taking off
in a sprint towards the steady drumming.
    I don’t get more than five feet before
Tristan tackles me from behind. He wraps his legs and arms around
my entire body and holds on tight as I try to implement everything
I ever learned about fighting. In this position though, my efforts
seem fruitless. I begin to scream at Tristan to let me go, but he
isn’t listening. The drums are growing more distant as I see the
flickers of flames moving off towards the West. My heart sinks to
know that Kai is so close, yet so far. I still flail every limb not
wanting to give into the total exhaustion my body is demanding. I
feel Tristan’s grip loosening as my strength begins to falter.
Tears are streaming down my face. I begin sobbing as my body goes
limp. I feel so helpless, confused, and beaten. Tristan rearranges
himself so he cradles me in his arms like a small child. Small
droplets of rain begin falling from the sky. So it is not only I
who mourns, but perhaps God himself as well. It doesn’t take long
for the rain to become increasingly intense soaking us through.
Tristan lifts me from the ground and hurriedly sweeps me away. I
can tell that the rain is making the climb very hard on him now
that it has moistened the soil. With no strength left of my own I
just sink into Tristan’s arms, close my eyes and let God’s tears
cover me from head to toe.
    It isn't until several minutes later that
Tristan sets me down softly on the hard ground. I am soaking wet
but the ground I lay on is dry. There is only a small sliver of
light from the cloud-covered moon that casts a small ray across the
stone floor. It doesn’t take me long to see that Tristan has
brought me into a cave. I watch Tristan’s shadow as he walks around
the cave picking up what looks to be different sizes of sticks and
pieces of