Today’s Daily Prompt Stubborn
Serial Fiction Part 5
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“Ty we need to stop!”
Ben suited actions to words and stopped walking.
“She’s here,” Ty turned to walk backwards, slowing down a little. “We’re so close, I can taste it.”
“You said that six blocks ago,” Ben grumbled but started walking again.
“Why the hell didn’t Carson call it in sooner,” Ty said for the umpteenth time.
“He said he wasn’t sure it was her,” Ben repeated the flimsy excuse the other agent had given. They all knew Carson had probably tried to make a link himself. Finding a partner was … difficult. And Ty’s errant partner was particularly strong. Not to mention beautiful.
Ty’s answering snort let Ben know neither of them believed Carson hadn’t been sure. Now, because of the other agent’s stalling, they were walking the streets searching. If he hadn’t been so stubborn, if he’d made the call earlier, they would have been there to scoop her up when the bar she was working in closed.
They were in a residential area now, not too far from the bar Carson had called them from and Ty’s steps slowed.
“She’s …” he frowned and shook his head. “I can almost feel her.”
“It’s been three hours man, are you sure?” Ben looked around, the street was deserted, they hadn’t seen anyone for at least 10 minutes.
Ty nodded his head. “There’s little threads all over the place,” he closed his eyes and tilted his head back and Ben knew he was opening himself up.
Opening to the Tether, the physic link that connected Ty to his partner, that let him draw energy and information from her. That let her act as a locator in case he ever went missing.
“Anything?” Ben asked after a few silent moments.
“I think … it’s like there’s crumbs. Like she’s, the tether is leaving a trail but,” he turned slowly on the spot. “It’s too spread out, there’s no clear direction.”
“What do you want to do?” Ben yawned and looked around again.
“I want to find her now,” Ty sighed then opened his eyes. “Let’s go. “I’ll come back later and try again, maybe if I’m less tired…”
“Sure. And there’s the bar. We can go there tonight,” Ben added as he pulled out his cell to send a message.
Minutes later a car pulled up and they climbed in.
“So close again,” Ty slammed the door a little harder than he needed to, closed his eyes and watched the gold threads dance in the air around him. “Where are you honey?” he whispered.