Sam shrugged. "She had it coming."
From beside her SUV, Sofia clapped her hands. "Come along, children."
Clan Davinish's vampires moved obediently to their cars.
Thomas raised his voice over the slamming doors. "Sofia, please let Kat know I no longer have need of her services. One of my people will return any belongings she may have left."
Sofia sighed in exasperation. "These young ones. They never think through the consequences of their actions."
Nathan stopped next to me. "Ruthless. I didn't know you had it in you."
"You do what you have to do."
His gaze lingered on my face and he nodded before reaching out and ruffling my hair. "Isn't that the truth?"
I studied the wreckage of the two cars our fight had destroyed and grimaced. Gwyneth didn't look any better now that the high emotions of the fight were gone. If anything, she looked worse.
Over the hood of my car, Callie winked at me before striding into the forest.
My only lead, disappearing before I'd learned anything of note.
Not on my watch.
I started to follow, only for Nathan to catch my arm.
"You should really let one of us do that," he advised. Seeing the argument on my face, he sent me a serious look. "We're so much better at it."
He had a point.
If I followed, chances were Callie would still get away. Even if I caught up to her, what did I think I was going to do? I wouldn’t beat her in a fight.
Before I could decide one way or another, Anton and Daniel slid through the forest, moving like ghosts as they silently stalked her. They were quieter and faster than I could ever have been.
"See how much better these things go when you trust your partners," Nathan teased.
"Yeah, yeah," I griped.
My phone buzzed in my pocket letting me know I'd missed a call. I pulled it out, glancing at the screen. Four missed calls. The last of which was only a few minutes ago.
No need to wonder who had been blowing up my phone. I already knew.
I should have anticipated this after I missed my meeting with Travis last night. He wasn't the type to be put off.
"I need to get home. Can anyone give me a ride?" I asked, stuffing the phone in my back pocket.
Driving my car wasn't an option with the way the frame was bent. I'd have to have it towed to a mechanic to see if they could save Gwyneth. Just thinking about it was enough to heat the volcano in my stomach.
"It's dangerous to go back there with these people still hunting you," Liam pointed out in a careful voice.
"I missed my meeting last night," I said with a significant look. "I need to see if I can reschedule."
Liam's eyes flashed. With fascination, I watched him stuff down his immediate impulse.
"And, I need to get a few changes of clothing so I can stay at the Gargoyle," I conceded.
He gave a little; I gave a little. Compromise. I really was growing as a person.
"Then you do not plan on staying in your apartment?" Liam seemed uncertain, as if the thought was too good to be true.
