Fury of Fire by Coreene Callahan

Author:Coreene Callahan [Callahan, Coreene]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Tags: Romance, Adult, Fantasy
ISBN: 9781612182728
Google: 0lnYygAACAAJ
Amazon: 1612182720
Barnesnoble: 1612182720
Goodreads: 14532848
Publisher: AmazonEncore
Published: 2012-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-one

Sirens wailing, emergency vehicles raced down Alaskan Way, the street running parallel to the waterfront. Rikar watched the bumper-to-bumper light show from a mile up, flying fast as he scanned for his brothers. Cold Seattle air rushed against his scales. Thank God. The CSI offices had been hot as hell.

Why did they do that? Crank the heat up when a two-degree downshift on the thermostat would save a boatload of energy and cost them less, too. It was annoying, not to mention senseless. Wasn’t that why they invented sweaters? To take the chill off?

Rikar shook his head. There he went again, letting his mind wander to keep the fear at bay. Bastian wasn’t answering. He’d sent out a dozen pings, trying to connect and…

Nothing. A big fucking doughnut hole. Not even static in the mind-speak arena.

Which meant one of two things. His best friend was either unconscious or…dead.

A chill skated beneath Rikar’s scales. He couldn’t lose him. Not Bastian. Anyone else and he’d cope, deal with the loss and grieve. But not his best friend.

Still cloaked, Rikar broke cover. Slicing through storm clouds, he dropped fast and came in low, approaching the rail yard from the water. Whipped by the wind, the harbor threw up ocean spray, reducing visibility. Terrific. Great night for a fricking storm. His friends were out there—needing him—and Mother Nature was in her usual West Coast snit, getting in his way, pissing him off.

Breathing deep, Rikar caught the smell of chemical smoke. A second later, he saw it through the mist, black plumes billowing across the roof of the nearest warehouse. He circled right—ignoring the human circus of wailing sirens and squealing tires as they roared over the bridge and onto the scene—to take a closer look.

Holy shit.

Lit up like a war zone, the entire rail yard was on fire. Melting steel and burning timber littered the debris field, surrounding a massive crater. The whole area had gone nuclear, a dragon-style face-lift of shredded fuel tanks, railcars and…

A totaled dump truck. Yup, Wick had definitely been here.

Reconning the area, Rikar sent his magic rolling in search for his friends. The ping spread like an invisible net, molding over land and sea, steel and concrete like living radar. From his bird’s-eye view, he watched firefighters work and circled a second time, hoping for a signal.

Again…nothing.

He had to get down there. His brother might be trapped under the rubble. And the humans working fire hoses? Totally FUBARed. He didn’t have time to scrub memories, and that left one option…death.

Which sucked on so many levels.

Not that he minded killing humans. Even though he avoided humankind whenever possible, criminals weren’t off-limits. For a very good reason. Serial killers and rapists hurt females, something a Nightfury never condoned. So yeah, capping one of those idiots turned murder into justifiable homicide. But icing a bunch of cops and firefighters? Man, that was just plain wrong.

Invisible to human eyes, Rikar drew up short. He hovered for a moment, wings spread wide above the males below.

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