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tribes had entire divisions devoted to the gathering and analyzing of data, as well as special units assigned to tracking any being with Preternatural blood, however great or small.
Why had Nevaeh not been flagged by that network? How had someone managed to hide her all of these years and why?
Those were questions for which he had no answers. Heck, no one did. Which was what made her of such interest.
Satisfied that he'd given her ample time to rest, he returned to the estate and made his way to the pool house. He rapped on the door and waited. A full five minutes passed. He rapped again, louder this time and called out.
"Heaven spelled backwards? Are you awake?"
Still there was no answer. That was odd. Even if she'd been asleep, he felt sure she'd have risen to answer the door. He tried the door. It was unlocked. "Nev?"He entered and made his way through the pool house.
She was not there. Her belonging were, but not Nevaeh.
Gabriel pulled out his cell phone and dialed Layla. She answered on the second ring.
"What's up?"
"Have you spoken with Nevaeh?"
"No. She's probably still asleep."
"No, she's not. She's not even here."
"What do you mean she's not here?"
"Just that. Her belongings are in the pool house but there's no sign of her. Can you ask Augustus if he can sense her?"
"Sure. Hold on. Augustus?"
There was a moment of silence before Gabriel heard Layla speak again. "Gabriel can't find Nev. Can you sense her?"
Gabriel heard Augustus reply. "Yes. She's asleep."
"Layla put us on speaker. Augustus, can you determine where she is?"
"What's this about, Gabriel?"
"She's not here."
"She has to be."
"Well, she's not in the pool house."
"My link with her is not strong enough to determine location. All I can tell you is that my sense is she is sleeping. I will have security search the estate."
"Thanks. I'll start looking myself."
"Fine. I'll inform you as soon as I have a report."
Gabriel stuck his phone back into his pocket and left the pool house. It didn't make sense that Nevaeh would leave without her belongings. And since she had no transportation other than what Augustus provided, it made even less sense.
Thoughts of what Lucien had spoken with him about caused concern to rise. Surely, neither of the Wizard or Daemon tribes would have snatched her? With that thought in mind, he hurried off to find Severin. Daemon or Deity, one thing Gabriel knew for sure is the man was, if nothing else, honest.
Chapter Seven
Talk about real life being stranger than fiction. Five weeks ago I didn't even know the Preternaturals existed. Now, not only have I seen a lot of them, up close and personal, I've been bitten by a Vampire, kissed an Angel and witnessed an attack that was like something out of an action film.
I'm not sure I've mentally digested all of this. It still feels unreal. I keep expecting to wake up and realize that this was all some elaborate dream brought on by pizza that was a few days too old for safe consumption.
Nevaeh woke feeling disoriented. When her brain cleared enough to permit coherent thought, she shot up into a sitting position with her heart hammering in her chest and her body tensed.
Where was she? The last thing she remembered was … talking with Layla and then … oh my god, the woman in the water – the woman from the event that Augustus was seeking.
Nevaeh sprang up from the soft bed and looked around the room. It was bright and well appointed; the furnishings appeared expensive, as did the soft carpet and the tasteful art on the walls.
She walked over to the window and pulled back the blinds. "What…?" The view below could be nothing but New York. But how in the world did she get there?
As she pondered the question, a voice came from behind, causing her to whirl in its direction. The same lovely brunette stood in the doorway. "Ah, you're awake. Excellent."
"Who are you? What did you do to me and where am I? Why did you—"
"All questions will be answered." The
Why had Nevaeh not been flagged by that network? How had someone managed to hide her all of these years and why?
Those were questions for which he had no answers. Heck, no one did. Which was what made her of such interest.
Satisfied that he'd given her ample time to rest, he returned to the estate and made his way to the pool house. He rapped on the door and waited. A full five minutes passed. He rapped again, louder this time and called out.
"Heaven spelled backwards? Are you awake?"
Still there was no answer. That was odd. Even if she'd been asleep, he felt sure she'd have risen to answer the door. He tried the door. It was unlocked. "Nev?"He entered and made his way through the pool house.
She was not there. Her belonging were, but not Nevaeh.
Gabriel pulled out his cell phone and dialed Layla. She answered on the second ring.
"What's up?"
"Have you spoken with Nevaeh?"
"No. She's probably still asleep."
"No, she's not. She's not even here."
"What do you mean she's not here?"
"Just that. Her belongings are in the pool house but there's no sign of her. Can you ask Augustus if he can sense her?"
"Sure. Hold on. Augustus?"
There was a moment of silence before Gabriel heard Layla speak again. "Gabriel can't find Nev. Can you sense her?"
Gabriel heard Augustus reply. "Yes. She's asleep."
"Layla put us on speaker. Augustus, can you determine where she is?"
"What's this about, Gabriel?"
"She's not here."
"She has to be."
"Well, she's not in the pool house."
"My link with her is not strong enough to determine location. All I can tell you is that my sense is she is sleeping. I will have security search the estate."
"Thanks. I'll start looking myself."
"Fine. I'll inform you as soon as I have a report."
Gabriel stuck his phone back into his pocket and left the pool house. It didn't make sense that Nevaeh would leave without her belongings. And since she had no transportation other than what Augustus provided, it made even less sense.
Thoughts of what Lucien had spoken with him about caused concern to rise. Surely, neither of the Wizard or Daemon tribes would have snatched her? With that thought in mind, he hurried off to find Severin. Daemon or Deity, one thing Gabriel knew for sure is the man was, if nothing else, honest.
Chapter Seven
Talk about real life being stranger than fiction. Five weeks ago I didn't even know the Preternaturals existed. Now, not only have I seen a lot of them, up close and personal, I've been bitten by a Vampire, kissed an Angel and witnessed an attack that was like something out of an action film.
I'm not sure I've mentally digested all of this. It still feels unreal. I keep expecting to wake up and realize that this was all some elaborate dream brought on by pizza that was a few days too old for safe consumption.
Nevaeh woke feeling disoriented. When her brain cleared enough to permit coherent thought, she shot up into a sitting position with her heart hammering in her chest and her body tensed.
Where was she? The last thing she remembered was … talking with Layla and then … oh my god, the woman in the water – the woman from the event that Augustus was seeking.
Nevaeh sprang up from the soft bed and looked around the room. It was bright and well appointed; the furnishings appeared expensive, as did the soft carpet and the tasteful art on the walls.
She walked over to the window and pulled back the blinds. "What…?" The view below could be nothing but New York. But how in the world did she get there?
As she pondered the question, a voice came from behind, causing her to whirl in its direction. The same lovely brunette stood in the doorway. "Ah, you're awake. Excellent."
"Who are you? What did you do to me and where am I? Why did you—"
"All questions will be answered." The
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