Chapter Ten
Macgrath
Ava had beenquiet since the witch and her vampire mate arrived. From the moment she looked at Finn in the light for the first time, her demeanor changed. She watched them both intently and spoke little, as though she were observing them and looking for their weaknesses.
It was disconcerting. Ava was a natural leader. She rarely waited for anyone to take the reins, preferring to be the one in charge.
Yet she sat back and let Rhys do most of the talking unless Kerry or Finn asked her a direct question.
There was also fear and sorrow in her eyes every time she looked at Finn and I hated it. I fucking hated that look. Especially since I wasn’t in a position to do something about it. She wouldn’t take comfort from me, even if I offered it, but I wanted to. Goddess, I wanted to.
Once the witch, Kerry, emerged from the bathroom, she greeted Rhys with a hug and a smile. He was clearly pleased to see her but also seemed confused by her appearance.
“What are you doing here, Kerry?” he asked.
“I know that you need help,” she replied. It was an answer, but also an evasion.
Rhys sensed that because he changed tactics. “And how do you know I need help?”
Kerry’s eyes shifted toward her vampire mate, but she didn’t speak.
Before Rhys could press further, Savannah entered the room, dressed in pajama pants and a t-shirt.
“Rhys, what’s going on?”
Kerry turned and her eyes lit up. “You must be Savannah!” She moved forward and held out her hand. “It’s so great to meet you.”
Her mouth slightly agape, Savannah took the witch’s hand and shook it. She glanced at Rhys as she did, her eyes widening as if to silently ask“Who in the heck is this woman?”
“I’m Kerry. I met Rhys last year in Dallas. He helped us with a problem we were having and now is my chance to return the favor.”
The witch was smiling as she said this, but I could see the tension in her body and hear the quickness of her heartbeat. She wasn’t as calm as her appearance would lead us to believe.
Savannah made coffee as we all settled around the dining table. Rhys interrogated Kerry. That was the only way to describe it. He asked her questions, almost rapid-fire.
Every time I opened my mouth to ask my own questions, he would interrupt me. Finally, I gave up trying and sipped my coffee. Two millennia on this planet had certainly taught me patience. And Rhys was obviously worried for his woman.
Before the interrogation slowed, my phone vibrated in my pocket. When I saw who was calling, I excused myself and walked outside onto the front porch. Since the explosion earlier today, the itch between my shoulder blades had faded somewhat.
“Callum,” I greeted after I lifted the phone to my ear.
“I’ve found something,” he stated. “It took a shit ton of digging, but I think I know where the witch is.”
My hand tightened around the phone until the case cracked ominously. “Where?”
“That’s the weird thing,” he stated. “You were in the same area this morning. Right across the street from the building in fact.”
My body grew cold. Rhiannon was hiding across the street from Ava? “Are you sure?” I asked.
He scoffed. “Yes, I’m sure. I wouldn’t have called you otherwise.”
“Okay, thank you.” I nearly pulled the phone away from my ear then remembered what he’d said. “Oh, and we’re going to talk about you keeping tabs on me without my permission.”
His laugh echoed down the line. “We can talk about it, but considering it’s helping you right now…”
I growled and disconnected the call. I intended to leave without telling anyone but the front door opened before I had a chance. I glanced around and saw Finn standing a few feet away.
“Going somewhere?” he asked.
