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Jenna’s focus slid over to the 1010 replica, and the others’ attention drifted over to that trailer as well. It had pieces of the original trailer that had been such a sanctuary in Damon’s Mountains.

“Even ten-ten?” Cadence asked.

Lucia shrugged. “I just see fire everywhere.”

“From what?”

She couldn’t. She couldn’t tell them she’d seen Landon torching the place. Couldn’t. Not yet. She needed time to think and process how she felt.

Lucia shrugged, because the lie in her voice would be obvious.

“Is there a time frame?” Kru asked.

“My first vision took a year to come to fruition.”

“So we have to live in empty homes for a year? Maybe more?” Kru asked.

Lucia threw a hand up and made a frustrated clicking sound behind her teeth. “Don’t move anything out, what the hell do I care? I gave you the information, you can do with it whatever you want. Burn all your shit, I don’t care.”

“You say that a lot for someone who obviously cares,” Jenna pointed out softly.

“I don’t care!” Lucia yelled.

“You’re trapping our mice to save them from the fire,” Jenna said.

“I like the mice. You can all croak for all I care.” She marched toward her car. Remembering she didn’t have her keys, she turned and marched for Lucas, but he was busy trying to call Gunner again. “Give me the keys, dickbag!” she yelled, using Gunner’s voicemail insult against him. “I’ll go find Gunner.”

Lucas looked shocked, and hung up. “Really? Did you have a vision of where he is?”

“No. Gunner is a simple creature, and all of you have failed to see his patterns. Do you even know where he hangs out when he’s suffering? Do you know he goes to the same bar? Do you know he has a motorcycle? Do you know he still goes to his jobsite even if he’s not allowed to work?”

“Uuuuh, no?” Jenna said it like a question.

“It’s because you are so busy talking. You say all these words just to hear yourselves talk, and no one actually pays attention!”

“When you have a vision, you detach from us and insult us more so that we leave you alone,” Cadence threw out into the cavernous silence.

Exposed. That’s what Cadence had just done. She’d surprised Lucia, and also exposed her.

“I learned not to bother people,” she said low.

“You’re the one who hasn’t been paying attention,” Cadence said. “We might talk a lot, but we care.”

“Well…” Fuck, why were her lungs burning? “Well maybe me not burdening you with what I am is me saying…”

“Saying what?” Cadence asked. And if it was any of the others, Lucia would’ve thrown a dagger. But Cadence had clearly been watching, just as Lucia had thought none of the Crew were doing.

“Maybe that’s how I show I care,” she ground out. “Give me my keys.” She jammed her open palm out to Lucas, and he pulled her keys from his pocket and settled them into her hands.

She’d been prepared to yank them from his grasp, but he released them easily onto the palm of her hand.

She turned and stomped toward her car again. “Stop calling him! I’ll bring him back.”

Chapter Eleven

Lucia’s head was filled with last night, with Landon and her regrets, and now she was having to spend one of her days off looking for Gunner.

Any other day this would’ve pissed her off, but as it stood she was in desperate need of a distraction away from her constantly-chattering mind.

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