Fatal Call (New Breed Novels Book 4) by Martha Bourke Page A

just assumed all of the day to day normalcy of his life was gone. Even after he had escaped from the Tolies, he still mainly went out at night. What was he, a vampire or some shit? Slowly, as the days went on, he’d started to think maybe he could have a normalish life. Then he remembered he didn’t want that. Grace did. And that was fine. He could really see her getting what she wanted. Maybe it was just the fact that she still believed, but something inside him wanted to help her get it. That meant he needed more cash. Fast. Before they got caught by Batiste, the Tolies, or the Order.
    Grace looked up and smiled. “Oh, hey. I didn’t think you were coming tonight.”
    “Yeah, I guess I really didn’t either.”
    “Can I interest you in a cup of coffee?”
    “Yeah, sure. Why not. Did you hunt tonight?”
    “Nope. I’m doing just what you said. I only got a delivery from the grocery.”
    “Good. I know you’re going crazy around here, but it’s safer.” He reached into his pocket. “Here’s another couple of benjamins. Hide it in a different place.”
    “Okay. I will.” She handed him a mug of coffee and he leaned on the counter.
    He looked into her bright blue eyes. “Hey, Grace? Can I ask you something?”
    “Sure.”
    You really believe we’re going to get out of here, don’t you.”
    She nodded. “Yeah, I do.”
    That was the glaring difference between them. She thought she’d get outta Dodge and make a life for herself, while he was going to consider himself lucky if he made it to Tuesday.
     
    Ana walked up Washington Street, her arms wrapped around her body. She looked down at her feet as she went, her mind reeling. Was the spirit still inside her? She couldn’t feel anything. She knew what it felt like when SE shared his nagual with her. Maybe this was different. Oh, God. She’d known something was coming. What if she was the… She couldn’t even think it. Ts’unu’un had never been afraid of her. Not ever. But he hadn’t exactly gone where he should have either. Not even when the Goddess had returned to the Otherworld. She could tell the Goddess thought it was strange and it weighed heavily on her.
    She felt a presence materialize beside her, but she didn’t look up. “Hey.”
    “Hey,” her mate answered. “Where you headed?”
    “I figured Reyn wouldn’t want me around. I thought I’d beat him to the punch and head to Dimitri’s condo. I mean, that’s where I started out when it wasn’t safe for me to be at the mansion. I guess he probably told you, huh? What I did?”
    “That’s not why we were there, Ihkweea . And Reyn has no intention of asking you to leave. He came to me because he’s worried about you.”
    “Look, I’m taking naguals . I’m just like the aj k’o’ol. Shit, maybe I am the aj k’o’ol. ”
    SE stepped in front of her and put his hands on her shoulders. “ Ihkweea , stop this. You are not the aj k’o’ol . You’re not willingly taking them and you’re not using their power for evil.”
    “We don’t know enough to say that. We have no idea what’s going on.”
    “Okay, then let’s get some information.” He took her hand and they gleamed out.
     
    James materialized just outside the apartment where Troy had found Evy. He had a good view of the inside, but he’d been there on and off for half the night and all he had seen was a female. It was a bit of a coincidence that she was a rogue just like Seth. But was he really supposed to believe the male was shacked up with some blond while he was working for Batiste? It didn’t fit. He’d known Seth a long time. He was ambitious. The guy was working some angle with the Batiste thing, and it did not include a live-in girlfriend. Maybe she was just staying there on her own.
    Jesus, he was frustrated. The apartment was all he had to go on. Although the Order knew the location of Batiste’s main warehouse, he wasn’t about to just show up there, introduce himself, and ask if anyone had seen