Declan’s hand constricting around hers was how she knew something was wrong before she saw the problem. The murderous look on his face was completely out of place with the tranquil, twilit street.
“Gus, I’m going to need you to turn around,” Declan said.
The air crackled with a force Gus couldn’t feel as Declan took control of his mind. Declan’s power caused the hair on her arms and nape to rise, and the amount of it oozing from him made her wonder if he’d been right and she didn’t know what he was.
“Okay,” Gus said and turned on his blinker as they rounded a bend in the road.
Gus turned onto a street a few feet beyond the bend, but not before Willow saw a police car parked at the end of the main road. A couple of shadowy figures sat inside the vehicle. She sat up straighter as she realized Declan somehow knew that car was there before it came into view.
“What that’s all about?” Gus asked.
Willow suspected it was aboutthem,but how was that possible? They’d lost the Savages in the woods, hadn’t they?
She’d never been so hot and cold at the same time. She was freezing as sweat trickled down her back, and a sense of impending doom descended over her like a downpour sweeping over the land.
The phones were down, one of the roads was blocked, and possibly the other two. She tried not to let her imagination run away from her, but right now, it was gallivanting down numerous paths, and all of them ended with Savages.
“Is that the only road out of town?” Declan asked.
“No,” Gus said. “There are two more, but they go in the opposite direction of the town where we’re going.”
“That’s okay. Right now, we have to get out of this town.”
“Okay.”
“Don’t turn around here,” Declan said when Gus started to pull into a driveway. “Is there another way to get to one of the other roads leading out of town?”
“Yes, but turning around would be faster.”
“It doesn’t matter. Take us another way.”
Gus didn’t speak as he navigated the road. Willow’s good mood was gone as she studied the shadows and searched for the enemy.It was only a fluke. It’s the only road that’s blocked.She kept telling herself this, but she wasn’t exactly buying it.
“How did you know something was there before we turned the corner?” Willow asked Declan. She didn’t worry about Gus hearing their conversation; Declan had control of his mind, and they would have to change his memories now.
“I can sense things,” he said.
Willow stared at him as she tried to ascertain what that meant, but he didn’t elaborate.
“What kind of things?” she prodded.
“Different things,” Declan said.
Willow stared daggers into the side of his head, but he was either oblivious to her death stare or ignoring her. She didn’t know which option was more annoying. She decided not to ask more about it now, they had a few more important things to deal with, but she would find out what thosedifferentthings were at some point.
“What do you think is going on?” Willow asked.
“I’m not sure,” Declan said. “They could be doing roadwork, and the cop car was there to detour us.”
“There were no signs,” Gus said.
“What?” Willow asked.
“If they were doing roadwork, there would be signs alerting drivers to it, but there were no signs. Besides, whenever there’s going to be roadwork, everyone is discussing it in the town Facebook group for weeks beforehand. No one has mentioned anything.”
“Have they talked about anything else that might explain why the road was blocked?” Declan asked.
“No, but if a tree did come down after the storm and take down the power lines, maybe it came down across that road.”
