Conquest: Rise of the Fifth Horseman (The Fifth Horseman Series Book 1) by Richard M. Mulder Page B

another cloaked individual
standing in the distance.
    “Brother!” the one
attending to her wounds yelled, “Please tell His Holiness that our prisoner is
awake.”
    The other cloaked
individual hurried away at the command.
    Lily stopped squirming
and forced herself to endure the pain. As he continued to clean the wound, she
maneuvered her tied-up hands so that her fingers could feel along her
vertebrae. Once she found the familiar bulge of her surgically-installed
locator beacon, she pressed down on it firmly.
    She could then hear the
echo of footsteps approaching behind her.
    “Comfortable,
sweetheart?”
    She tried to yell
angrily at the familiar voice but her words were muted by the duct tape.
    “I know this isn’t
ideal,” Timur carefully removed the duct tape, “but I need your ‘kidnapping’ to
be convincing.”
    My what?!
    “How are you feeling?”
    She ignored him.
    “Oh, come on now.” he
smiled as he ran his fingers through her brilliant red hair, “Don’t give me the
cold shoulder!”
    She turned her head his
direction, locked eyes with him, and then forcefully spat in his face.
    He jolted backward and
wiped his face on his sleeve, “That was so uncalled for!”
    Lily glared at him, “I
hate you.”
    “Don’t worry.” he
sighed, “You will like me soon enough. In fact, I dare say you will even come
to love me.”
    “Never.” she seethed in
rage.
    Timur shook his head
chidefully, “You leave me little choice.”
    Lily felt her
concentration waning. Her thoughts were muddled as she felt like she was about
to lose consciousness. She was still vaguely aware of her surroundings, but
almost felt as though a cage was enclosing around her. She fidgeted against the
straps holding her arms down as she felt her mind being buried deeper and
deeper into her subconsciousness. She tried to scream out in terror, but
nothing could escape her lips.
    “There, now.” Timur
seemed pleased, “That’s better.”
    She watched from the
back of her mind in horror as he proceeded to caress her hair again.
    “My darling Lily,” he
cooed, “how could you say such mean words to me?”
    “I’m sorry, my lord.”
she heard her voice speak.
    “Now,” he paused, “What
did you really mean to say?”
    “I love you, my lord.”
    “Yes, yes.” he smiled, “That’s
much better. Now kiss me.”
    He leaned down, and she
felt her lips pucker in anticipation. As their lips met, she screamed with rage
in the back of her mind. No matter how hard she struggled to protest, she
couldn’t force herself to make it stop. She felt her tongue dancing with his, and
desired nothing more than to vomit. After what seemed to last forever, he
finally extracted his tongue and they parted lips.
    “I know it doesn’t make
a lot of sense right now,” he cooed as the pupils in his eyes began to glow a
faint green color, “but I need something from Allan. I need you to be on your
best behavior, okay?”
    She found herself
nodding, but felt as if her movements were controlled. His eyes bore down upon
her’s, muddling her concentration altogether. The words that suddenly came out
of her mouth shocked her to the core.
    “Yes, Master.”

 
    Chapter Nineteen: Technical
Difficulties
    Amongst
the second generation of man were the brothers Cain and Abel. When God rejected
Cain’s burnt offering, Cain became very wroth and succumbed to the temptations
of the Devil, even Satan, and shed the innocent blood of his brother Abel…
    –
Methuselah 10:1 –
     

     
    When Detective Parker and
her partner arrived at Allan Young’s house that afternoon, they weren’t
prepared for the sight they were about to behold. The instant the Judge signed
off on the search warrant, their commanding officer had assigned them to search
Allan’s house for evidence linking him to Jason Bridger’s murder.
    “Police!” she pounded
hard on the front door while Detective Brown patrolled the back, “Come out with
your hands up!”
    After several minutes
of