Planet Heist (The Dunham Archives Book 1) by J.D. Hale Page A

you’ll just have to wait and find out.”
    I closed my eyes.
    “You’re so confident that you plan on beating me with your eyes closed?” Salah asked.
    “Yes.”
    I focused all of my energy on him, and when I heard him move, attempting to be stealthy, I used my will on him. Concentrating my chakras, I opened my eyes, knowing that they would be glowing – literally – with the red light of my will.
    Suddenly, Salah fell to the ground, holding his arm. I was slowly breaking it, but I would stop eventually.
    “Stop! Please, make it stop!” He pleaded, looking pathetic. At once, I curtailed the pain that was in no doubt crippling his arm in agony. An arm, unlike most things, wouldn’t bend that far before snapping slowly in two.
    “I warned you.” I told him, offering my hand.
    He was hesitant.
    “Come on. You have to trust me if we’re going to work together.” I beckoned.
    He took my hand and I pulled him up. Without any shoes on, I realized that Salah’s about four inches taller than I.
    “How can I trust you knowing you’ll break my arm with no hesitations?” He asked.
    “Fear is a big part of trust,” I smiled, “You already fear me, so it’s time we trust each other.”
    “That’s a lesson I’m willing to learn.” He looked as if he wanted to say more, but was interrupted.
    “Kairee!” Rowan’s voice rang from the bottom floor, so quiet all the way up here, “Get down here!”
    “Coming Row!” I yelled back, and stalked off to the door. Once I was there, about to open it, I realized that Salah wasn’t behind me.
    “Are you planning on gracing us with your presence?” I said.
    Salah began walking towards me.
    “Alright.”
    When he reached me, I took his hand and began running. We weren’t down very far down when he stopped me.
    “This would be faster if we slid.” He informed me, running his hand along the smooth railing.
    “I hope you don’t mean what I think you do.” I said suspiciously, “I haven’t slid down a stair railing in a long time.”
    “Well, then this can be special.” He responded, “Coming?”
    Sliding down the rail was strange, as I had not since I was five or six, racing Rowan from the top of the house to the bottom, and I realized it was much faster. And it still was, I reached the bottom floor quite a few times faster than I would have on foot. When I finally did touch down at the bottom, I ran at full speed to the room where I knew Rowan was waiting – the center of the living room, in front of a sixty inch plasma screen. There was a news report on.
    “A news reporter recently told us of a climactic new twist on the Dunham crime sequence. As you all know, Kairee and her brother have been on the mission for their three-hundredth crime, and there have been some serious speculations,” The reporter said in a voice filled with inflection, “But now, we have confirmation that Kairee plans to steal the Xeron, the latest in technology, stored on her home planet, Saize, under heavy security and literally under the earth – thousands of feet below the Institute of Technology. And, ” She continued, more excitedly and somewhat suggestively, “There’s a new accomplice involved. The delicious native Egyptian criminal Salah, the Younger. Guesses have been made about mixed feelings between Rowan, Kairee’s younger twin, and Salah, about Kairee’s obvious infatuation with the tanned hunk,” At this, my eyes widened, “Between all the drama of her life, Kairee has gone a terror spree around Egypt, threatening police, killing originates, and taking hostages. The experts suppose that Kairee is planning the big theft for the next few months, so the leaders of the Institute have increased security by a hundred fold. More measures have been put in place in an attempt to keep out this cunning mastermind. But, knowing Kairee, it will take more than a thousand armies to stop her from getting into that building. Stay tuned to see the measures taken against Kairee,