Flight of the Falcon (Byrdes of York #1)

9. Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine

Malik

M alik was aware that there was something different around him. Some change in the air maybe? He wasn’t awake, nor was he fully asleep. He floated in an in-between state that he hated. Nothing had changed. Nothing would change. Until now.

There was a noise that infiltrated through to his consciousness. This wasn’t the first time he’d heard noises, but he was in no state to investigate their origin. If he was able, he would laugh at himself.

He lay there in the same state as always. Nothing made sense and he hated his inability to act.

The air shifted again, and whatever it was went away. He remained.