Prophecy by Julie Anne Lindsey

Author:Julie Anne Lindsey [Lindsey, Julie Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: 978-1-61650-614-8, YA, Paranormal, fantasy, mythology, Vikings, romance
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Liam walked me home at two in the morning and Chester met us at the door pleading for a walk. Liam took his leash and we talked until even the adrenaline rush of a night spent kissing Liam Hale and learning about Vikings couldn’t keep me awake. I fell into bed at sunrise, thinking of all I’d done and learned in a few short hours.

“Callie?” Mom rapped her knuckles against my door, interrupting my dream of an epic battle bathed in green light.

I dragged a pillow over my face. “Ugh.” In the dream, I was powerful. In my bed, I was groggy.

“I thought you were staying at Allison’s. You missed breakfast.” Mom sat on the edge of my bed. Tension rolled off her, electrifying the air between us. Was I busted? Had someone seen me getting home at dawn and called her at work? Stupid small towns.

“I got sick.” I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and cuddled deeper into the blanket. No way to sleep with her on my bed acting weird. I thought she’d be happy to find me at home this morning. She’d seemed worried when I said I wanted to stay with Allison after the party.

“What do you mean? Sick how?” She pulled the pillow away from my face and pressed her hands all over me.

“Ah! What are you doing?”

“Did you drink? You promised you wouldn’t. How do you feel now? Callie, answer me!”

I popped my eyes open. Mom and I didn’t do yelling. I sat, ready to argue, but the anger died on my tongue. Tears spilled over Mom’s lids. She pulled me against her chest and sobbed.

“Mom?” I hugged her back. “What happened?” I pushed thick brown hair away from her face and mine. Our hair color was so similar. No one ever suspected I wasn’t hers. Those who knew never mentioned it. Why would they? Strangers never had a clue. I hugged her tighter.

Mom blew out a long breath. “Kristy Hines is dead. She came in again last night all beat up. She didn’t make it and she’s not the first one this month. Honey”—she pulled me away and gripped my shoulders gently—“I don’t want you at any more parties for a while. Not until they figure out what’s happening to young women around here.”

My mind blanked. Kristy Hines was dead. Kristy from homeroom. Dead? The words sounded like a bad joke where I missed the punch line. Seventeen year olds didn’t die in Zoar. Ninety-seven year olds died in Zoar. My head hurt.

Death. Death. Death.

The internal nudging I’d struggled with all night burst through my subconscious like a broken dam, or a load of bricks dropped over my head. A thousand terrifying images rolled through me. I remembered. Hair on my arms and neck stood at attention. Liam had killed Tony. I was there. How could I forget? The fight was gruesome. And it was real. My tummy coiled. More memories. Tony’d had me cornered at the party. I could be in the morgue this morning instead of Kristy.

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