Immortals And Melodies (Blood And Guitars #2)

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Authors: Heather Jensen
“Are the photogs trailing us or something?” O’Shea said, moving to turn in his seat to get a better look behind us.
    “O’Shea,” I said, getting his attention before he could look. He paused for the space of a heartbeat but that was all I needed to reach into his mind and project an image of him shopping at the mall. His eyes went unfocussed as he processed the image. It felt wrong to manipulate O’Shea like that, but I pushed harder with my power, wanting to be sure the image stuck. It had to for his sake.
    When O’Shea’s eyes snapped back into focus, he leaned forward and tapped Trey on the shoulder. “Hey, why don’t you drop me off at the mall instead?” he asked, sounding a little surprised by his comment.
    “Good idea,” Trey said a little too quickly, taking a turn to put us on course for Clearwater Mall. Trey’s blue eyes were focused on the road as he tried to hide his anxiety about being followed by murderous vampires. The situation would have been bad enough if O’Shea hadn’t been with us. Leaving him at a crowded public place was the best thing I could think of to keep him safe. Even being ambushed by crazed teenage fans at the mall was a better alternative than anything these vamps had in mind for us.
    “Do you guys wanna come with me to the mall?” O’Shea asked.
    “I think we’ll pass, buddy,” Trey said to him, making his voice light. “Aurora and I have something we need to take care of. Maybe next time.”
    “Why don’t you have Kacie meet you there?” I suggested. “She could give you a ride home when you’re done.”
    “Yeah, okay.” O’Shea said, and I heard him texting again.
    Nice call, Trey thought, glancing at me. I tried to relax in my seat for the rest of the ten-minute drive to the mall, but the black SUV leering in view behind us made it difficult. First things first, we needed to get O’Shea out of here. Then I’d have to figure out how to deal with the vamps.
    Trey finally turned into the mall. He pulled up to the main entrance, and I kept an eye on the SUV, which stayed toward the back of the parking lot, watching. O’Shea climbed out of the car, and Trey pulled the ball cap off his head and tossed it to O’Shea.
    “Put this on,” he told him. “It might help if there are a ton of fans around.” O’Shea obeyed, putting the hat on.
    “You should probably wait for Kacie inside,” I suggested.
    “I’ll call you later,” Trey added. “Have fun shopping, don’t talk to strangers, and buy Kacie dinner or something.”
    O’Shea furrowed his brow at Trey and snorted. “I’m not twelve, Dad .” He gave us a cocky grin and turned to walk inside. Trey sighed, but his heart rate leveled out slightly as he put the car in gear and headed for the nearest exit from the parking lot.
    “At least O’Shea is safe,” he said as the black SUV fell in line behind us again. “Now what? I don’t suppose we can lose them?”
    “Doubtful,” I said. “I’ve got my mind fortified, but they can read you like a book.”
    “Do you have a better idea?”
    I bit my lip, desperately hoping for a stroke of genius. “Take a left, two blocks up,” I said to him.
    “Where are we going?” he asked.
    “It’s better if I don’t tell you yet,” I said. “That way they won’t figure it out until I want them to.”
    Trey gave a slight nod and kept his eyes on the road ahead. I’d direct him to Antonio’s place. It wasn’t much of a plan, but heading in the direction of a full-grown vampire I knew I could trust was the best idea I had. Trey took a left, and the SUV followed us easily, turning right behind us. I realized as we kept driving that whenever the traffic was scarce, the vampires in the SUV became more daring. They drove closer behind us, tailgating Trey’s Mazda. There was no way to win with these guys. If I directed Trey down busier streets, we were putting more humans at risk with our chase. If I took the back roads, we might not make it to our

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