humans below them should have been able to see. He, however, had super Nephilim eyes and was able to track their van as it sped away. He swooped slightly lower to follow it through traffic, tailing it for a few minutes before it veered off toward the park where Julia now stood on the hard, damp sand.
She thought about the compound Chosen chasing her friends. They were in danger because of her, and she was starting to wonder if she should leave. Cayne could go with her—there was no way he would let her ditch him, and she didn’t want to. But she didn’t need to endanger anyone else.
She swallowed back a sob. Glanced over the small, grassy hill and past the trees to where the van was parked. Then she turned and press her face to Cayne’s warm chest. He pulled her close and wrapped her in his arms. She could feel his kisses in her hair, his hands kneading her shoulders. “Shhhh.” He soothed. “You’re trembling.”
“Well, duh,” she said thickly. “I’m the X on their bull’s eye.”
“But they didn’t get you,” he murmured. “And they won’t. We need to be more careful. I’m sorry I wasn’t—”
She snorted. “Don’t start with that mess.” She burrowed into his chest. “Thank you for saving me—again.”
“I didn’t have anything else going on.”
She punched him lightly in the arm. “So romantic.”
“I’d give you a kiss, but I think you better turn around.”
Julia did, and she found Meredith barreling across the frigid beach with tears streaming down her face. She hit Julia like a freight train and buried her face in Julia’s tangled hair.
“I’m sorry,” she sobbed, “I wasn’t closer to…that door.”
Julia patted her friend’s shaking back, then gave it up and pulled her into a real hug. “You didn’t know.” She smoothed Meredith’s glossy black hair. “You’ve done a great job serving as chauffeur.”
“You have,” Cayne said. He squeezed Julia’s shoulder, nodding out ahead. “There comes the rest of Crew Chosen.”
They’d fallen into a row higher on the beach, and Julia grinned because they looked like something out of the world’s cheesiest music video. Just when she thought it couldn’t get any funnier, Edan gave her a deadpan salute, and Drew followed with a curtsey. Carlin blew a kiss, which Meredith caught, and within the span of a minute, the group was trading hugs and Julia was oohing over Carlin’s bloody lip and the dried blood on Drew’s long, black coat.
“Come on, you guys. Let’s get back in the van. I’m not letting anything else happen to Julia,” Mer said, putting her arm around Julia’s shoulders as they all started walking.
“I’ve got a newfound appreciation for your wings, man.” That was Drew, who actually held out his hand to Cayne, who to her double surprise, actually shook it like a normal guy.
“I didn’t know anything had gone bad till Drew came around the corner with Adam on his tail,” Mer said to Julia. “I thought you’d be coming out in the front.”
“Yeah, sorry about that,” Julia told her.
“Do you know that little kid?” Drew asked.
“Everett,” Carlin said. “His touch brings pain. He’s like Julia’s foil. I guess they were going to use him to incapacitate her. Thierry must have spirited him over for the job.”
Julia shook her head. “He didn’t hurt me at all.”
Drew nodded. “I saw Adam’s face when he came out behind Thierry and he was shocked. When you guys split, he turned my way and I ran without thinking. I didn’t want them to see where you went, but my dumb ass led them to the van.”
“No you didn’t,” Mer said, shaking her head. “By that time, Dizzy and the others were coming out the front door right by us. They all swarmed the car and one of the thugs in the black jumpsuits busted out Car’s window.”
“Which is how I got this,” Carlin told Julia, pointing to her mouth.
“Youch.” Julia winced. “We should get you something for
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