Page 103 of Haunted Prey

I did. And I told him so. I wasn’t going to stop them. But I agreed I wanted them to come out of it all unscathed.

“Thank you,” I told him when it was all done. “And thank you for helping Emery. He might not say it but, he needed you. They all do.”

He gave me a small smile even though his eyes held a tired soul. “I think we can appreciate what you’re doing, Eve. Giving us a voice. Coming from you, it means a lot. I’m sorry that you became a victim too in the end.”

Those words held more meaning than either of us could guess.

When we were done, I saved the notes I’d made, looking to add them to the paper later. As we left the room together, we found Andrea sitting with Emery, talking.

“How was your shift, Andrea?” Micheal asked as she greeted us.

“The usual.”

“Can we talk?”

She rose from her seat, wiping her hands on her nurse uniform. “Of course.”

Micheal dipped his head. “See you around, Eve.”

I stepped away so they could talk in her room in private. I took Emery’s hand as I stood beside him, noticing Dom wasn’t at his station. “Lena not come out of the room yet?”

“Haven’t seen her.”

“Dom or Lez?”

“Lez left the garage a little bit ago when Andrea showed up.”

I got a weird feeling in my gut. I left him for a moment to check inside our room.

Lena wasn’t inside.

I looked back at Emery concerned and he got up to join me. We walked down the hall until I noticed one of the doors to what I thought had been a storage room was cracked open, and I heard voices within.

Without knocking, I pushed the door open. Inside, I found Lena sitting at the end of a long table with Lez leaning on the edge close to her, holding a gun. I hardly noticed the wisp ofsmoke in the air and Lena trying to hide something on the other side of her chair.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

Lena’s face darkened with a blush. While Lez looked irritated that I had the gall to interrupt him as he pointed his gun at the ground.

“What?” Leslie snapped.

“Why is Lena alone in here with you?”

“She’s not. Dom’s here too.”

I glanced over and saw Dom leaning up against a counter. He put up his hand in greeting. Around him were all sorts of guns of different sizes on the wall, including a set of throwing knives also of all shapes and sizes and I realized this was their little armory.

“Okay. Why the fuck is she alone in here with youtwo? And why are you pointing a gun at her?”

“I wasn’t pointing the gun. I was showing her. This is a Colten 45 cal—”

“I don’t care what kind it is, why are you showing it?”

Leslie smirked, his cat-eyes sharp with amusement as he tilted his head. “She asked.”

I didn’t believe him at first until I realized Lena wouldn’t look me in the eye.

“Lena?”

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