Immortal City (Immortal City 1)

“Normal, Maddy. You’re just normal. You’re not meant for what he’s meant for. He’s going to be the Guardian Jackson Godspeed and this is where he needs to be, in the city of Angels.” He paused. “The truth is I don’t care what happens to Jacks, but I care what happens to you. I tried to tell my sister what I’m telling you now, and she wouldn’t listen to me. Look what happened to her, Maddy. Look what happened to them both. Please, don’t make the same mistake she did. I don’t want to lose you. And if you care about Jackson, do this for him too.”

Kevin’s words echoed in the tiny booth. Suddenly she realized the thought that had been nagging at her since Jacks had come up with the plan at Sylvester’s apartment. It was the same inevitable truth her uncle was talking about: they could never run from the Angels. It hadn’t been twelve hours since Jacks saved her life, and they had barely made it this far. Were they just deluding themselves by believing they could get away?

“This is what’s best for both of you,” Kevin said. “But of course it’s up to you. It’s your decision.”

She watched the bustle of the travelers outside. When she spoke again, her voice was barely more than a whisper.

“If . . . I did, do I have your word, and Mark’s word, that nothing bad will happen to Jacks?”

“Yes,” Kevin said.

Maddy let the ice water of reality wash over her. This was the only way to save Jacks. The word was out before she could stop it.

“Okay,” she said.

“Good girl,” Kevin said. “Now where are you?”

“Union Station,” Maddy said.

“I’ll call Kris right now and they’ll send someone to pick him up. I can be there in ten minutes for you. It’s what’s best, Maddy. Now go tell him you’re leaving. Do it now. I’ll see you soon.”

The line went dead.

Maddy stood there with the phone still pressed to her ear. The dial tone droned. She pressed a hand to her temple and leaned her throbbing forehead against the glass. Nausea came with the pain, rolling and lapping against the walls of her stomach. She began to tremble.

Suddenly there was a rap on the glass. Maddy turned to see a security guard glaring at her. Her heart leapt into her throat. Maybe this was it, and she had been caught, and she would be saved from what she knew she had to do. She opened the door.

“No loitering in the booths, miss,” he said in an annoyed tone.

Maddy nodded, moving numbly past him.

She entered the tunnel at the end of the lobby under the TO ALL TRAINS sign. Slowly her thoughts began to break through the brick wall of shock and to plan. She was going to hurt him. She had to. Then she was going to go back home and be Maddy Montgomery again, and forget she had ever met Jackson Godspeed.

Anxiety welled up in her as she emerged onto the platform and found herself alone. She looked around. Maybe he had left without her. She almost hoped it. Then she saw him, standing at the far edge of the gray platform, waiting for her.

Standing there for a moment, Maddy just watched him. She took a picture in her mind that she would keep forever after this was over and she had gone back to being just another girl. She knew she would see him on TV and in magazines and on billboards—she had already prepared herself for that—but this image of him would be different because this moment was hers and hers alone. Jackson Godspeed, waiting on a foggy train platform next to a hissing locomotive, waiting to whisk her away to an impossible future they would never share.

He turned and saw her. His face brightened at her approach. She allowed herself to bask in his magnetic presence one last time.

“The train should be here any minute,” Jacks said. “I tried for California, but there were only short trips to Anaheim and Solana Beach. Anyway, I’ve never been to”—he checked the ticket—“Kansas City.”

Maddy stood quiet.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, seeing the look on her face.

She had pushed him away so many times before, but now she didn’t know if she could. Her head was throbbing in protest. She met his gaze.

“Jacks, I can’t do this.”

He stepped toward her, confused.

“What are you worried about? We’re almost there.” He glanced down the track. “I think this is it approaching now. We can get on right here; no one will see us.”

“No.” Maddy’s tone was cold. “This isn’t right for me.”

Jacks paused. An announcement for Kansas City echoed on the platform.

“What do you mean?”