Heavenfall: Genviants Book 1 (19 page)

EPILOGUE

Brother Samuel knelt next to Hadrian and laid his hands on the man's back. Under his palms, blood flowed hot under Hadrian's skin and brought life back to his body. Bones aligned, muscles mended, and bullets left his flesh far more gently than they'd entered.

Hadrian took several deep breaths, filling his lungs with much needed oxygen. "Damn, that hurt." He moved to a sitting position, flexed his hands, his feet. "Still hurts. Are you sure you fixed everything?"

"By faith you are healed." Brother Samuel smiled. "A gift from the Almighty. It is by His hand your wounds have healed, not mine."

A gift from the almighty energy web
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But Hadrian kept the thought to himself. Let the preacher keep his delusions. The man had been an early blaster, like himself. And while his congregation prayed over him, he'd developed psychic healing. Strange how he'd never made the association between his “miracle" and the others who had developed powers.

Brother Samuel pointed to Nate. "Do you wish to revive the heretic?"

"No." Hadrian stood and brushed the dust from his pants legs. "Leave him dead. As much as I'd relish killing him again, we don't have time. The copter should be here by now to take us to the president's secure bunker. Tomorrow, a new world emerges out of the ashes. Our world."