Burning Alive by Shannon K. Butcher

Author:Shannon K. Butcher
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780451412713
Publisher: Onyx
Published: 2009-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Zach wanted to scream. No, screaming wouldn’t have done anything to ease his rage. He wanted to rip the SUV apart with his bare hands and hurl each chunk into a lake. That might take the edge off.

Lexi was gone. Not gone and he’d find her later. She was gone gone. Really gone. Not a trace of her remained.

He’d marked her with a bloodmark—sort of a biological tracking device—that he should have been able to locate halfway across the planet, and he knew she hadn’t gotten that far. Even if she’d hopped a plane, he should have been able to at least sense the direction that she’d gone in.

He’d pulled the Tahoe over along the edge of a deserted Kansas highway as soon as he realized he couldn’t feel the subtle tug coming from her any longer. He could keep heading south, but that would only do him so much good. Once he hit ocean, he’d have to stop.

The night wind swept through the open window, bringing with it the sound of crickets. He hadn’t bothered to wash the blood off his arm, though he had tossed his shirt out the window a few hours back on another equally deserted stretch of road. There wasn’t much blood left to attract any snarlies, and even if they did come, he was itching for a fight. Hell, it might even help him burn off some of this anxious tension that was growing in him more by the second.

How had she slipped free so easily? It didn’t seem possible.

Zach dialed Nicholas, hoping to make some progress another way.

“Heya, Zach,” answered Nicholas, sounding just friendly enough to piss Zach off more.

“I need you to put out all you geeky little feelers on a waitress named Lexi.”

“I’m fine. How are you?”

“Cut the shit, man. This is serious.”

“Your snarl is my command. Lexi who?”

“How should I know? All I got was the name on her name tag.”

“Ever think she might have borrowed the tag from another waitress?”

Zach was not going to admit to being that stupid. Not a chance. “Just help me out. Please.” Ouch, that near begging had hurt.

“Wow. You must be desperate to go pulling out the ‘p’ word.”

“Pussy,” grumbled Zach under his breath.

“Yep. That’s the Zach I know and love. Always the charmer. Okay, what else can you give me?”

“What else? I already gave you her name.”

“I’m good, but even I am going to need a little more than that.”

“She drove an old Honda Civic.”

“License plate?”

“I was a little too busy chasing it on foot to notice.”

“I would have paid money to see that race.”

“Don’t make me come back and hurt you, man.”

“Yeah, yeah. You’re all big and tough and mean and I’m shaking in my boots. What color?”

“She’s a blonde. With these melted chocolate brown eyes and—”

“The car, shit-for-brains. What color was the car?”

“Oh. Uh. Rust orange. Primer gray. Maybe a little blue in there somewhere.”

“Blue. Check. Do you remember what state the plate was from?”

“Kansas.”

“That’ll help. Anything else you can

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