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Anderson, you ever hear of him?”
Skyla and I shake our heads.
“He works for Althorpe.” She tosses a quick glance out the window. “It’s some scam the Counts use to launder money.”
“Tad works for Althorpe.” Skyla shoots me a brief look. “That’s my stepfather. He’s a Count, but, believe me, he’s as clueless as they come.”
“Oh, the Counts like them clueless,” Laken asserts. “The more clueless the better. Anyway, Coop tells me you’re the overseer of the factions now. Congratulations.” She says it with caution. “I suppose you know about Wes.”
“I haven’t seen Wes in months.” Skyla loses her gaze in the matted brown carpet, and I can tell her mind is drifting back to the Celestra tunnels, back to Logan. I know a part of her wishes she could go, just to take the edge off and see him, but I’d never wish that hell on her. Dudley has devised a way to replenish her blood supply once Wes drains her. It requires an injection of cyanide which takes her to the brink of death each time, and it kills me to see her go through that agony.
“Wes followed me out here.” Laken slips into Cooper’s lap. “I haven’t seen him in years, but I can feel him. I always know when he’s near. He was with me back in Connecticut, and now he’s here somewhere, doing God knows what.” She looks lovingly at Coop and runs her finger over the ridge of his brow. “His father’s bidding,” she whispers that last part barely audible.
“His father’s bidding?” I nod over to Coop, but Laken doesn’t turn to look at me.
“Demetri Edinger. You know him?”
“Oh, God.” Skyla’s eyes widen as she gazes past the two of them.
“We know Demetri,” I say.
And now we know his son.
After classes and football practice wraps up, Skyla and I catch the ferry back to Paragon. Her mother—the one in the sky—made it clear she wanted me to tone down the teleportation. I believe she said to shelve it for emergency use only. She’s the last person in the universe I plan on irritating, so it’s the ferry for Skyla and me. Besides, I love the ordinary details of life. I especially love exploring them with this gorgeous girl by my side. I run my fingers through her hair as we lean against the deck. The fog rolls close to the water, giving the illusion we’re floating on clouds. The sky is trimmed with dark maroon stripes, knifing across the expanse like scars. By the time we hit Paragon, it’s so late we decide to pick up dinner at a drive-thru and head toward the beach.
“I just texted Mia and let her know I couldn’t make our coffee date.” Skyla tosses her phone back in her purse. “I’ll try to catch her before she goes to bed. You know she said the strangest thing this morning. She mentioned something about Chloe being her new cheer coach.”
“Really?” I tighten my grip over the wheel. I wish I could say I was surprised that Chloe is wiggling her way back to the island, but, in truth, I am a little perplexed at how soon she’s managed to do it. “Cheer coach, huh?” I shake my head. “Tell your sisters to watch out.” A thought comes to me, and I let out a groan. “Crap. I forgot all about Giselle.” My own sister happens to be on the West Paragon cheer squad which sheds a little more light on why Chloe might be spending time there. Chloe’s got one sickening obsession with me—always has. “I just thought of something.” I take the turn off toward Rockaway Beach. The lot is empty, so I drive right up on the sand and watch as the turquoise waves explode over the ebony shoreline.
“That it’s not a good idea to talk about Chloe?” Skyla looks up from under her lashes before taking a sip of her soda.
“That and the fact she’s in the Transfer with Demetri’s son.” I kill the engine, and a morbid silence fills the truck as we stare at one another. Dudley mentioned a few months back that Demetri’s son was in the Transfer, and now we know just who the bastard
Skyla and I shake our heads.
“He works for Althorpe.” She tosses a quick glance out the window. “It’s some scam the Counts use to launder money.”
“Tad works for Althorpe.” Skyla shoots me a brief look. “That’s my stepfather. He’s a Count, but, believe me, he’s as clueless as they come.”
“Oh, the Counts like them clueless,” Laken asserts. “The more clueless the better. Anyway, Coop tells me you’re the overseer of the factions now. Congratulations.” She says it with caution. “I suppose you know about Wes.”
“I haven’t seen Wes in months.” Skyla loses her gaze in the matted brown carpet, and I can tell her mind is drifting back to the Celestra tunnels, back to Logan. I know a part of her wishes she could go, just to take the edge off and see him, but I’d never wish that hell on her. Dudley has devised a way to replenish her blood supply once Wes drains her. It requires an injection of cyanide which takes her to the brink of death each time, and it kills me to see her go through that agony.
“Wes followed me out here.” Laken slips into Cooper’s lap. “I haven’t seen him in years, but I can feel him. I always know when he’s near. He was with me back in Connecticut, and now he’s here somewhere, doing God knows what.” She looks lovingly at Coop and runs her finger over the ridge of his brow. “His father’s bidding,” she whispers that last part barely audible.
“His father’s bidding?” I nod over to Coop, but Laken doesn’t turn to look at me.
“Demetri Edinger. You know him?”
“Oh, God.” Skyla’s eyes widen as she gazes past the two of them.
“We know Demetri,” I say.
And now we know his son.
After classes and football practice wraps up, Skyla and I catch the ferry back to Paragon. Her mother—the one in the sky—made it clear she wanted me to tone down the teleportation. I believe she said to shelve it for emergency use only. She’s the last person in the universe I plan on irritating, so it’s the ferry for Skyla and me. Besides, I love the ordinary details of life. I especially love exploring them with this gorgeous girl by my side. I run my fingers through her hair as we lean against the deck. The fog rolls close to the water, giving the illusion we’re floating on clouds. The sky is trimmed with dark maroon stripes, knifing across the expanse like scars. By the time we hit Paragon, it’s so late we decide to pick up dinner at a drive-thru and head toward the beach.
“I just texted Mia and let her know I couldn’t make our coffee date.” Skyla tosses her phone back in her purse. “I’ll try to catch her before she goes to bed. You know she said the strangest thing this morning. She mentioned something about Chloe being her new cheer coach.”
“Really?” I tighten my grip over the wheel. I wish I could say I was surprised that Chloe is wiggling her way back to the island, but, in truth, I am a little perplexed at how soon she’s managed to do it. “Cheer coach, huh?” I shake my head. “Tell your sisters to watch out.” A thought comes to me, and I let out a groan. “Crap. I forgot all about Giselle.” My own sister happens to be on the West Paragon cheer squad which sheds a little more light on why Chloe might be spending time there. Chloe’s got one sickening obsession with me—always has. “I just thought of something.” I take the turn off toward Rockaway Beach. The lot is empty, so I drive right up on the sand and watch as the turquoise waves explode over the ebony shoreline.
“That it’s not a good idea to talk about Chloe?” Skyla looks up from under her lashes before taking a sip of her soda.
“That and the fact she’s in the Transfer with Demetri’s son.” I kill the engine, and a morbid silence fills the truck as we stare at one another. Dudley mentioned a few months back that Demetri’s son was in the Transfer, and now we know just who the bastard
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