Awakening Book One of the Trust Series(26)

Caitlyn felt ashamed; she knew he was right and she was acting like a petulant child. She needed to trust him and believe that he did know what was best, more so than her. She hung her head slightly. “I’m sorry. You’re right. It was not fair of me. It’s just I feel such a rush when I am learning, it’s hard for me to stop.”

He took a deep breath before offering her a smile as a means of truce. Garrett placed his hand on her shoulder. “Caitlyn, you are really something else you know that? Most of the potentials that have awoken find this frustrating and are relieved when the day is done until they have mastered the techniques. But you… you find it exhilarating.”

“Well, I never said I was normal did I?”

“No…” Garrett said leading her down the corridor. “No, you did not.”





Chapter 8



Garrett returned with Caitlyn from yet another training. Her technique was exceptional, almost flawless. In a matter of weeks, she had learned to master not only mind blocking and levitation, but she has also been handling telekinesis and rudimentary healing techniques. She was well advanced of where she ought to have been. In a matter of weeks, she would easily be able to pass the Threshold. Truth was, she would be able to pass it now.

Garrett was proud of his student. Her accomplishments were certainly gathering the both of them recognition, and recognition was the one thing he preferred to stay away from for now. The quicker they finished her training, the quicker he would be asked to go back to becoming an Inquisitor. It’s not that he minded the job, but he simply wasn’t ready. He wasn’t ready to leave her.

Caitlyn had an amazing capacity to begin looking at her abilities in unexpected ways. He was pleased that she was not limiting herself, as was the issue with most students. The Cine Tofa was big on training their Actuals to think outside the box, something that Garrett thought should have been implemented years ago with the Trust and set them to a distinct disadvantage.

Garrett wanted to hone her skills and have her take advantage of that natural instinct. He had another meeting with Councilman Riley to discuss the next steps to be taken with Caitlyn. The Councilman was impressed as always with her advancement and wanted her to take the Threshold as soon as possible. It was something that Garrett would need to discuss with Caitlyn; the Threshold should only be taken when one was ready, and even though today had proven yet again that she was close to being prepared, he did not want to rush his student into anything.

More so, he was not sure himself if he was ready to lose her mentorship so quickly. He would always be her mentor, but the day to day contact would be limited as the Trust would without doubt want to evaluate her and use her as they best saw fit. He already knew what they wanted from him.

As they left the car and Garrett walked Caitlyn to the front door as was customary for them, he was surprised to find Trish waiting by the door as if anticipating their arrival. She gave a meaningful glance at Garrett before turning her attentions to Caitlyn.

“I’ve got some bad news for Caitlyn. Can you stay? She is going to need someone.”

Garrett knew that this was not going to be pretty. “Yes, of course I can.”

Trish rubbed her hands nervously. Caitlyn, oblivious to the internal conversation between them, waved in greeting as she approached the concierge. Garrett knew that Trish was a mother hen and took Caitlyn especially under her wing. He was grateful for that. Trish was a valuable person to have in your corner if needed. She may look all motherly on the outside, but she was a fearsome thing if one ever crossed her path.

She led Caitlyn to the porch swing. “Sweetheart, I have got some bad news.”

Caitlyn’s voice constricted just the slightest. “What is it, Trish?”

“Honey, we found out that your sister, well, she passed away today.” Caitlyn stared at her for a full minute without saying a word. “Sugar, did you hear me?”

Garrett could not believe how quickly Caitlyn’s eyes went dead before him. She stood, her movements at best mechanical. “I heard you. I just I can’t believe that.”

“Sweetie, it’s true.”

He was sure that Caitlyn’s accusing gaze pierced through her. “How would you know? Why would you know? There would be no reason for the Trust to be privy to that information.”

Trish touched her arm. “We make it our business to know. All students need instruction and caring. We pay attention to things such as their families and friends to help prevent any distractions. Especially with one as special as yourself.”