The two men exchanged a high five across the table. Bria rolled her eyes and shook her head at their antics.
"And while the boys were congratulating themselves on their awesomeness," Bria said, "I grabbed another candlestick and took care of a third giant who'd snuck up behind them and was about to squeeze Finn's head between his hands like it was an oversize lemon. "
Finn draped his arm over my sister's shoulders and pulled her close. "Something that I will be forever grateful for, cupcake. "
"If you don't stop calling me cupcake, I'll hit you with the candlestick next time," Bria groused, but she couldn't hide the smile on her fac
e.
"Anyway," Owen said. "We came back here to the beach house to wait for you. "
"But I didn't show up. "
Owen's eyes met mine. "No, you didn't show up. "
Nobody said anything, but I could see just how concerned the others had been about me. Just thinking about what Dekes had done to me last night made their faces tighten with worry - even Bria's.
Owen cleared his throat. "So we got some more guns and some more weapons, and we went back out to Dekes's mansion. But everything seemed normal there. None of the guards looked worried, and there was nothing to indicate that anything out of the ordinary had happened. It didn't even look like there was much of a fuss being made over the giants we'd killed earlier. We didn't know what to think, and we were about to storm the mansion when Finn got a call from Sophia, saying you'd come here to the house after all. We got back as quickly as we could. "
I knew what had happened after that. Jo-Jo had healed me, and the others had tried to get some sleep while they waited for me to wake up.
By the time we all got caught up, the food was ready. Buttermilk fried chicken, hot, crusty cornbread, a baby spinach salad with diced tomatoes, shredded cheddar cheese, red onion, and crispy bacon crumbles, a roasted veggie medley of red potatoes, carrots, and zucchini. I even used the limes in a basket on the counter to make a tart, tangy limeade.
We fell silent as we ate, and I relished every single bite, enjoying the play of sweet and salty, hot and sour, on my tongue. I hadn't been kidding when I'd said I was starving, and I ate more than everyone else combined. But no matter how much I ate, it didn't quite fill in the hollow ache I felt deep down inside, in the place where my magic would normally be. Still, I stuffed myself, knowing I'd need the energy for the long night ahead - because Dekes wasn't living to see another sunrise.
Not when he had two women under his thumb and could kill them at any time. At first, I'd only wanted to protect Callie from the vamp, but Vanessa and Victoria needed my help as well. And after what had happened last night, things were personal between me and Dekes, and there was only one way they were going to end - with the vampire dead at my feet.
We'd just finished eating when a sharp rap sounded on the front door.
A second later, we were all in motion. Finn and Bria pulled guns out from against the smalls of their backs and took up positions close to the front door, while Owen and Sophia slipped into the rear of the house to see if there was anyone waiting to come in from that direction. Jo-Jo stood against a wall out of Finn's and Bria's lines of fire, her Air magic making her eyes glow a faint, milky white, ready to either attack or heal with her power. I grabbed a knife out of the butcher's block in the kitchen and stood at an angle behind the front door.
The rap sounded again, a little harder this time. Whoever was outside knew we were in here and wasn't going to take no for an answer. Worst mistake they'd ever made, even if they didn't know it yet.
Finn looked at me and raised his eyebrows in a silent question. I nodded back, telling him I was ready. Finn put his gun down by his leg and opened the door, ready to smile and send whoever was outside on their merry way if they'd knocked on our door by mistake - or raise up his weapon and blast them if it wasn't a mistake. And if Finn didn't finish the job, I'd step up with my knife and make sure that they got the point.
But instead of Dekes or his goons, Donovan stood outside on the porch. The detective glared at Finn a second before shoving his way into the beach house.
Finn shook his head. "Stand down!" he called out so that Sophia and Owen would hear him in the back of the house.
"Where the hell is Gin?" Donovan muttered, moving deeper into the hallway inside the front door. "I know she's here, since this is the address where Bria told Callie you all were staying at. I need to talk to Gin - right now. "
I stepped out from behind the door. "Right here, Detective. Is there something I can help you with?"
Donovan whirled around in surprise. His eyes fell to the knife that I clutched in my hand, and his face hardened that much more.
"You're not as clever as you think you are," the detective said in a harsh voice. "You never are. "
"What do you mean by that?" I asked.
"It means that Randall Dekes is still alive and well. "
I shrugged. "So? If I remember correctly, you didn't want me to kill the vamp in the first place. "
"I didn't then, but things have changed. "
My eyes narrowed at his cold, angry, frustrated tone. "What happened?"
Donovan sighed and ran a hand through his black hair. "The bastard came to my house and took Callie. "