cash. And never going near anyone who knew him. He'd been doing that for thirty years. Long after any normal force should have given up. But still they chased him.
Whatever it was that he knew had to be big. But he had made sure not to tell her his secret. Because if anyone knew or even guessed that he'd told her, then she too would be hunted remorselessly. She should be grateful for that – and she was. Still, she was more than a little curious.
But if he wouldn't tell her what it was that he knew, he had taught her a little about how to make money. Especially through her gift. And that was good. For a time she'd thought about using it to make lots of money. It was so easy. But Armando had promised her that all they needed to do was get that one big score and then leave the country. Find a nice little island paradise somewhere where there was no extradition treaty and simply enjoy the rest of their days in the sun.
He was right too. One big job had to be less risky than lots of little ones. And an island with sandy beaches, sunshine and servants had to be better than a cold city and life on the streets. So she had agreed.
Until that damned bitch had turned up and ruined everything.
The others had said she was an angel. One of many who made their lives difficult. But she wasn't. Katarinka didn't know what she was, but she knew what she wasn't. And she wasn't heavenly despite what they said. These people were just freaks – like her – not half breed angels. In fact the so called angel herself was probably just another sort of freak. Just a more powerful one than the ones who lived here.
And as for the crap about the male angels driving the women they slept with insane, that was simply bullshit too. Or at least it was in her own mother's case. For her mother was insane thanks entirely to the government’s actions. Because they had known she was Armando's daughter and that he might one day go to her. So they'd taken steps to make sure that she was under their lock and key just in case he ever did. Though her grandfather couldn't prove it, he was sure that they'd broken her mind and locked her away, all so they could catch him. There was no history of mental breakdown in the family and she'd been a normal, happy woman before he'd escaped. But there were drugs that could bring on a full blown psychosis. Could there be anything more evil than that?
It had broken his heart when Armando had found out what had happened to his daughter. And naturally he had wanted to go to her. But he'd also known it was a trap. And even he couldn't avoid everything they might have ready for him if they knew he was coming.
But when this was over – when they'd made their millions and exposed the government for the pack of lying, manipulative and nasty shits they were – they would rescue her too. That was her grandfather's promise. He wanted his daughter back. He wanted her safe and free, and under the care of proper medical people and not government stooges.
She wanted that too. That was why she'd gone along with his plans. Why she'd agreed to open the bank vault and whatever else he needed opened. It wasn't for the money, though that was tempting. It was so that she could one day have a family again. In the end that was what every kid in the orphanage had dreamed of, and though she had always denied it, she wanted it too. Besides, she wanted to get a little pay back against the government for what they had done to her. For when they'd started hunting her grandfather and locked her mother away, they hadn't just ruined their lives. They'd ruined hers as well. They should pay for that.
“I suppose that's right.” Mark carried on, apparently unaware of the fact that she'd been away with the fairies for a bit, dreaming of a happy life and a little bit of revenge. “If he was a killer they would have sent Garrick after him and he'd be in jail by now.”
“That arsehole!” Katz was shocked by
Whatever it was that he knew had to be big. But he had made sure not to tell her his secret. Because if anyone knew or even guessed that he'd told her, then she too would be hunted remorselessly. She should be grateful for that – and she was. Still, she was more than a little curious.
But if he wouldn't tell her what it was that he knew, he had taught her a little about how to make money. Especially through her gift. And that was good. For a time she'd thought about using it to make lots of money. It was so easy. But Armando had promised her that all they needed to do was get that one big score and then leave the country. Find a nice little island paradise somewhere where there was no extradition treaty and simply enjoy the rest of their days in the sun.
He was right too. One big job had to be less risky than lots of little ones. And an island with sandy beaches, sunshine and servants had to be better than a cold city and life on the streets. So she had agreed.
Until that damned bitch had turned up and ruined everything.
The others had said she was an angel. One of many who made their lives difficult. But she wasn't. Katarinka didn't know what she was, but she knew what she wasn't. And she wasn't heavenly despite what they said. These people were just freaks – like her – not half breed angels. In fact the so called angel herself was probably just another sort of freak. Just a more powerful one than the ones who lived here.
And as for the crap about the male angels driving the women they slept with insane, that was simply bullshit too. Or at least it was in her own mother's case. For her mother was insane thanks entirely to the government’s actions. Because they had known she was Armando's daughter and that he might one day go to her. So they'd taken steps to make sure that she was under their lock and key just in case he ever did. Though her grandfather couldn't prove it, he was sure that they'd broken her mind and locked her away, all so they could catch him. There was no history of mental breakdown in the family and she'd been a normal, happy woman before he'd escaped. But there were drugs that could bring on a full blown psychosis. Could there be anything more evil than that?
It had broken his heart when Armando had found out what had happened to his daughter. And naturally he had wanted to go to her. But he'd also known it was a trap. And even he couldn't avoid everything they might have ready for him if they knew he was coming.
But when this was over – when they'd made their millions and exposed the government for the pack of lying, manipulative and nasty shits they were – they would rescue her too. That was her grandfather's promise. He wanted his daughter back. He wanted her safe and free, and under the care of proper medical people and not government stooges.
She wanted that too. That was why she'd gone along with his plans. Why she'd agreed to open the bank vault and whatever else he needed opened. It wasn't for the money, though that was tempting. It was so that she could one day have a family again. In the end that was what every kid in the orphanage had dreamed of, and though she had always denied it, she wanted it too. Besides, she wanted to get a little pay back against the government for what they had done to her. For when they'd started hunting her grandfather and locked her mother away, they hadn't just ruined their lives. They'd ruined hers as well. They should pay for that.
“I suppose that's right.” Mark carried on, apparently unaware of the fact that she'd been away with the fairies for a bit, dreaming of a happy life and a little bit of revenge. “If he was a killer they would have sent Garrick after him and he'd be in jail by now.”
“That arsehole!” Katz was shocked by
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