Her stomach was sick with worry and anticipation. Drew couldbe anywhere. She knew that. And at the same time, hehadto be here. He had to be.
Beckham put a steadying hand on her back as if he could sense her growing anxiety and they both shuffled forward. They made it to the back door when a voice called out from inside.
“Oh my God, who left the door open? It’s freezing in here,” a soft female voice said.
Reyna’s heart stuttered to life and then she was dashing through the door. “Laura!”
“Reyna!” Laura gasped. Reyna threw her arms around her pregnant sister-in-law as tears flowed freely down her face.
“What’s all the commotion—?” someone said.
Reyna nearly collapsed at the sound. “Drew?”
And there he was. Her brother. Soft brown hair and eyes nearly identical to her own. The boyish features and flannel shirt.
“Rey?” He scooped her up and swung her around in his arms. “You’re alive! God, it’s so good to see you. We were so worried.”
Reyna held on to her brother for dear life. This was home. This had always been her home.
Beckham followed in behind her, closing the door. Laura gave him a quick hug of welcome. Beckham looked startled by the affection.
“Are there others who made it?” Drew asked.
“Yes. So far we’ve gotten in touch with another safe house with about twenty people. We lost another house. How many do you have here?”
“Fifteen.”
“So few,” she whispered. Then something dawned on her, and she pulled back to look at Drew. “Gregory?”
Drew shook his head once. His boyfriend was gone. Just like that.
“I’m so sorry.”
“It’s okay,” he lied. “So, what’s the new game plan? What arewe doing to get Brian back? Is that what Penelope is announcing today? She’s in on it, right?”
Beckham and Reyna glanced at each other. Uh-oh.
“Penelope is announcing something?” Reyna asked carefully.
“Yeah, at City Hall before the storm hits.” Drew glanced between them. “That’s why you finally came to get us, isn’t it?”
Reyna shook her head in dismay. “Penelope doubled crossed us.”
“Fuck,” Drew spat. He rarely cursed. It had always been Brian with the hot temper.
Laura pressed a hand to her stomach, stricken. “What are we going to do?”
Beckham crossed his arms over his chest. “Trip to City Hall?”
Chapter Eleven
Reyna couldn’t get warm.
No matter how many layers she had on or the hand warmers in her gloves. Her bones ached. Her skin had gone past the point of numb to a painful stinging. Her nose was bright red, and she kept having to sniffle. The rooftop overlooking City Hall downtown was a bad location right before a blizzard.
Beckham had spent the last hour securing their position. He didn’t want to take any chances. She sure as hell didn’t either. Being here was a huge risk. They were exposed and a lot of people wanted them—dead or alive.
Her gaze traveled to the waiting crowd in front of City Hall. The streets were filled for as far as she could see. People came to hear the big news the beautiful mayor, Penelope Sky, would deliver. No one cared that she had been turned into a vampire or that she was most assuredly a puppet.
