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we can’t leave yet Not until we knoe’l be facing"
She claimed the backpack and said, "Give us instructions for successful y navigating the next realm"
When she reached inside, she found a smal , yel owed scrol
Without a word, Amun took the backpack and settled the straps over his shoulders With every second that passed, he seemed even more removed from her, and stil she didn’t understand She didn’t blame him for what had happened, so why did he bla again?
"Aain to reach hi fro her to fol ow or be left behind
The scrol crinkled as she unwittingly tightened her grip "I’ he couldn’t hear her but feeling better just saying the words
She forced herself to relax and trail after her man--and he was her man, there was no question of that now--as he headed into the unknown
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
VACATION SUCKED Strider sat in the passenger seat of the caddy Wil ia sunlight This was the road trip froirl, who just had to be Paris’s obsession, Sienna, Paris had flipped his ever-loving lid and attacked Wil ia with her It had taken al of Strider’s strength--and a dagger through his friend’s broken heart--
to defeat the hysterical warrior
Afterward, bleeding and far fro with the strippers But Paris had soon realized Sienna could escape Cronus again and return to him, and without Wil iam, he wouldn’t be able to see her So, the injured Paris had tracked the with them Not a difficult task since they’d merely hiked to the mailbox at the end of his driveway and decided to rest For a few hours
Aovers sucked as much as vacations
They’d been on the open road for countless hours, and forthreats and general y annoying the hel out of everyone
Final y, though, he’d quieted and now slept fitful y in the back seat, blood loss having drained hi asleep, he’d vowed to cal Lucien and demand the keeper of Death flash hi hunting for his female
That kind of obsessive desire for one specific woed that he hi in that direction with Ex Unlike Paris, he had wil ingly given the worateful Had he continued down that path, he eventual y would have fought A a friend for a wo on every level
One, he valued his friendships Two, no woman orth the trouble she caused when he kneould one day lose interest in her Three, a Hunter real y wasn’t worth the trouble she caused Four, sex was sex A et it anywhere, as proven by his tihed and concentrated on the shitty scenery Trees
Rol ing hil s And--oh, hel s yeah A convenience store, dead ahead
"Pul over," he commanded
"What?" Wil iaot a little peace and quiet and you want to ruin it al just to piss? You’re such a baby"
"Red Hots, dude" He’d ruin anything for a mouthful of those
"Now pul the fuck over"
"Oh, Guht, hit the service road and final y halted abruptly in front of the twenty-four-hour shop Burly truckers hustled in and out, as wel as fa the countryside
Wil ia beauty?"
"He’s not gonna kil hione"
"Do you have any self-preservation instincts?" Ice-blue eyes glittered with sardonic humor "I meant, what if he wakes up, steals our car and abandons us?"
"Easy We steal a truck and play chase I’ve alanted to drive a big rig"
"I like where your head’s at, Stridey-Man Maybe we’l do that anyway"
Out of habit, Strider perfor the drive, when he hadn’t been lost in thought, he’d been watching for a tail So far, so good Not once had he spied anything suspicious