Page 223 of Savage Throne
They got right next to her and looked down at Leo.
My heart hammered.
This isn’t real.
Yet, every fiber of my being felt their presence.
Moni got closer to me. “Baby, what’s wrong?”
“I-I’m okay.”
“I’ve got a good aim. I can do it.”
“No. It’s just. . .” I put my view back on my father and to my shock the ghostly spirit of my mother knelt beside him.
My eyes burned with tears. “Mommy. . .”
Moni looked at me. “Lei. . .”
“You don’t see anything?”
“No.”
I gazed at my mom. Her long hair fell in waves over her shoulders and her eyes were filled with sorrow. She looked up at me, and for a moment, I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe.
A cold shiver ran through me. “I’m sorry, Mommy. I had to do it.”
“I know you did and I love you, son. Even more because you did it.”
My eyes watered.
She gave me a sad smile. “Use Soaring Precious. He would want it that way and sometimes it is good to show love to a dying man.”
It wasn’t real. It couldn’t be real. But the warmth in her tone, the way her lips curved into that soft, sad smile—it hit me like a dagger to the heart.
“Okay, Mommy. . .”
Moni moved her gaze to where I was looking.
Behind my mother, another figure stepped forward.
Oh God.
My sister’s eyes—so much like mine—bore into me with a kind of heartbreaking sadness. And then with a steady voice she whispered. “Do it, Lei. We’ll deal with him next.”
“Okay.” I dropped Imperial Lament.
It clattered to the ground.
My father didn’t dare go for it due to Moni having that gun pointed right at his head. Still, Moni’s voice broke through the haze. “Lei, what are you doing?”
“I’ve got it. I’ll kill him.” I went over to Soaring Precious and picked it up. “I’m just. . .”
“What?”
“I’m just. . .seeing ghosts.”
Moni blinked. “Say what?”
