behind us. As we entered town, Nathan called again to relay directions to Micah.
The Skotadi turned into a parking lot, and Alec parked on the street half a block away. From there, we watched as the four Skotadi got out of the van. They walked around the building, coming toward us, before stopping at a side entrance. Leaning forward in my seat to spy the sign above the door, I saw that we were parked in front of Wild Toad’s Nightspot. With the door open as the Skotadi entered single file, I could hear the thump of base coming from inside and saw the flashing of strobe lights flickering to the beat.
A nightclub. Really?
“Something tells me they’re not here for the dancing,” Alec muttered.
Nathan and Alec shared a look. “They’re taking someone,” Nathan concluded.
“Like a kidnapping?” I asked.
Like the poor girl we saw them haul out of the back of the van a few days ago? I met Callie’s eyes, and I knew she was thinking the same thing I was. Tonight was going to end up having more action than Nathan had predicted.
Nathan relayed information to Micah, directing them to the location of the nightclub while Alec maneuvered into a parking space behind the building, where we had a clearer view of the van. A moment later, Micah’s voice came over the speaker phone, announcing a plan for him and Richie to go inside the club to spy on the Skotadi from there. Again, Nathan and Alec shared a look, but neither objected.
“Just don’t let them see you,” Nathan warned before he disconnected the call.
After a few long seconds of silence, Alec said, “This doesn’t look like a haven for hybrids.”
“It’s a college town,” Nathan added. “Plenty of unsuspecting, drunk humans.”
“But what do they want humans for?” Alec mused.
Another wave of heavy silence followed. I didn’t have an answer, and if anyone else did, I suspected they didn’t want to voice it. We quietly watched the rear of the club and the van, but after twenty minutes of no activity, I started to wonder if maybe they had just come here for a night out. Did the Skotadi take vacations? Have time off?
When the phone rang again, I got my answer.
“Something’s about to happen,” Micah said urgently. “Looks like two of them are tailing a girl to the restrooms. They’re in the back, might be coming out a rear entrance.”
Interesting enough, the van was parked next to a red door that could be that rear entrance. They had done this before, I thought, and from this exact nightclub. They knew where to park, how to get out without being seen. My stomach soured at the thought of multiple unsuspecting college students being hauled away in the back of that van to an unknown fate.
The back door didn’t open, but the side entrance door did, and two Skotadi rounded the corner of the building, walking toward the van. It was unlikely that they would see us, but we cowered down in our seats as we watched them.
“Let them take her,” Nathan told Micah. “We’ll follow and intercept on the road before they reach the warehouse. Less witnesses that way.”
“Coming out,” Micah responded before dropping the call.
The two Skotadi had reached the van and one of them swung the back doors open. A second later, the back door to the club burst open and the other two Skotadi emerged with a young woman, her long, brown hair tossed over her face as she struggled against them, her cries for help muffled by a well-placed hand over her mouth and drowned out by the loud music pouring through the open door. Within seconds, the four Skotadi had her tossed into the back of the van like she had never existed. Two of them jumped in behind her, while the other two climbed into the front.
I had been holding my breath the entire time, and only started breathing again when the van was on the move. They turned right, out of the parking lot. Alec waited a few seconds, then followed. As we passed the front of the club, I saw Micah and Richie clambering
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