Fire with Fire (Demonblood Book 2) by Penelope King

Author:Penelope King [King, Penelope]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ascension Press
Published: 2013-12-28T00:00:00+00:00

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“You okay over there?” Tristan slides his hand up my thigh as we cruise down the highway. I turn my attention from the whizzing scenery and stare at him. Yup. Big, fat scar. Plain as day. Corrine must be more blind than I thought. But why is my stomach so knotted and heavy?

“I’m fine. Just worried about Corrine.”

“Ahh, she’ll be fine in a few days. The flu is no picnic, but she’ll survive.”

I nod, returning my attention to the passing countryside. I feel a little guilty not telling him the truth about Corrine. I know something has to be done, and I have to help her. But for some reason I don’t want Tristan involved.

“Pull over,” I say suddenly as we pass a decrepit-looking gas station.

“Here? In the middle of nowhere?”

“Yeah, go to that gas station back there. I…I have to pee. Please.”

“Sure thing.”

As he turns the Jag around, my mind races. He parks near the entrance, and through the store’s dusty windows I see a woman. “Would you do me a huge favor?” I ask.

“Sure. What’s up?”

“Will you buy me a large Sprite? I forgot my wallet. You can get it for me while I’m using the bathroom.”

He shrugs. “Sure. Anything else?”

“Nope. Just the drink.”

The middle aged woman hands me a key attached to a large wooden plank and points me toward the back. “Try not to touch anything in there, honey,” she calls out after me.

The smell of the unisex bathroom is nauseating, and I hold my breath as long as I can. Finally I breathe through my shirt, trying to muffle the putrid odor. When I think enough time has passed I push open the metal door, welcoming the fresh air.

I hand the key back to the cashier and see Tristan outside the window behind her, leaning against his car. “Did you see where my friend went? The one with the scars on his face?” I ask innocently.

“I didn’t see no boy with no scars, honey, but that boy you came in with just stepped outside not a moment ago.”

My heart thuds ominously in my chest, and I catch my breath. I inch closer to the counter and lock eyes with the woman. She seems normal. “Do you wear glasses?” I ask her.

“Nope. Perfect vision. Why?”

“Did you actually get a good look at him or were you just concentrating on ringing him up?”

She seems flustered for a moment as she pats her poufy brunette bob. “Well, I was doin’ my job, but you can’t blame a girl for looking, can you? He’s quite an attractive young man. Probably the most handsome I’ve ever seen in these parts. He your boyfriend?”

“Are you telling me you got a really good look at his face and didn’t see any scars? Nothing?”

She frowns and shakes her head. “Nothing but the Good Lord’s image.” She narrows her eyes and shifts them out the window to where Tristan is looking in. “You two up to something here? You playing some sorta game with me?”

“No, ma’am.

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