All the Things You Never Knew - By Angealica Hewley Page 0,111

stomach.

“Who’s with him?” Aidan asked when they have out beaten the ambush.

“Only Gareth,” Chance answered briskly. “Hurry, we have to help Gabe and them.”

“You guys didn’t go with him?”

“He didn’t want us to.”

“We must go after him after this is done.”

“He’s got a plan,” Chance said, stopping to shoot of one of the men that was sneaking up to his sisters. “We don’t want to ruin it.”

“Guys!” Phoenix cried, running out to them.

“What? You’re supposed to stay inside,” Gabriel hissed, when he turned and saw her.

“Lady Rose is gone!” she shouted.

That seemed to stop everything. The guards they were fighting retreated and herded back through the woods.

“What did you say?” Gabe asked again as he came to where his little sister stood frozen in terror.

“Lady Rose is gone,” she repeated.

“What’s going on now?” asked Blake as he came to meet them.

“They took Lady Rose,” Gabriel answered.

“That explains why they’re retreating,” said Sheik as he overheard the conversation.

“Then why are we standing here? We have to go help her,” Blake said, rushing off after the men.

Chance and Sheik followed after and disappear with Blake into the woods.

“You should have kept an eye on her,” Gabriel fumed at Phoenix after everything has seemed to calm. “You and Namine and Lavender.”

“What am I supposed to do anyway? Nam and Lavender are the oldest, don’t just lecture me,” Phoenix said, and stomped away.

“What’s wrong?” Lavender and Namine asked Gabe when they saw the angry Phoenix march back into the house.

“You guys are so in trouble,” he said, and ran off after his brothers into the woods.

Leicester

Leon and Longsword took out the last of the guards that blocked the entrance to Lansing’s lair and proceeded on through the sliding doors into a dark room.

“This is just like that chamber back in Islington,” said Longsword as they crept through the darkness, seeking for a sign of light.

“Worst,” Leon murmured as he move his hand along the wall to guide him.

There was a sudden click as his hand touched something and a row of candles roar to life.

A burst of laughter sounded and echoed through the room as more light came up and reveal to them a passage through another sliding stone door.

“There sure are a lot of doors in here,” said Longsword as he follows Leon through.

They came into a room with spikes and spears sticking from all direction and slowed, watching their steps cautiously to not set off any traps that will send the spikes flying.

This Marquess of Lansing planned this out quite well but Leon’s going to do whatever he can to send him back to the devil where he belongs. He had been slow before in his actions but this time he will not hold back. He had given the marquess way too much time to play. The game is to end today. It’s either he die or take the marquess’s life. Neither one of them can live in the same world. He’ll chase that bastard old man till the end of Earth if he has to.

“Leon, watch out!” Longsword shouted tackling him to the ground as a spear shot out.

“Shit!”

This was not going to be easy.

Leon glanced to see another door a couple feet away and dashed for it. “Come on, Longsword, this way!”

They duck from the spears and slip through the door just as one skid across his shoulder.

“Close one,” Leon said out of breath as he lean back against the door.

“Heartily, you better look at this,” Longsword said, crossing his arms as he stares across the room.

Leon came forward and cursed again when he saw a rope bridge extending to the other side of the room.

“I’m going to kill that marquess when I’m through with this hell!” Leon said inching towards the rope.

“That’s the plan,” Longsword agreed. “But we must keep cool to have our wits about us.”

“It’s hard to do that when you’re facing danger at every turn,” Leon said, testing his foot out on the bridge.

Longsword tried with his and jump back as the bridge made a bounce with a loud creak.

“This won’t hold, Heartily.”

“I have an idea.”

Leon took out his dagger and inched slowly across the bridge, trying to keep his weight off it as much as possible and began cutting at the rope.

“What are you doing? Come back here!” Longsword called, not daring to step on the bridge at the fear that it might collapse all together and send them falling to their death.

“We’re going to have to swing across instead,” Leon answered as he finished