Shadows (The Girl in the Box Book 54) by Robert J. Crane

Author:Robert J. Crane [Crane, Robert J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ostiagard Press
Published: 2023-05-01T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FORTY

The Secret Service frowned on violations to White House airspace, so I tended to put some distance between myself and the building before taking off. I passed out the gate onto Pennsylvania Avenue and found myself looking at the crowd gathered outside. Tourists, mostly, I realized, watching them snap photos of the building, do selfies in front of the fence, or just film along the avenue dividing the White House from Lafayette Square. One young lady looked like she might have been an influencer shooting a video, because she was talking to her camera as she held it aloft in front of her.

In the midst of all that chaos I caught a glimpse – a flash, really – of a woman moving between the knots of people, dark sunglasses obscuring her eyes, but curled, dark hair and high cheekbones visible in flashes as she slipped in and out of sight.

I stood upright, my mouth suddenly dry.

Peering into the crowd, I almost lifted off the ground. But no one had noticed me, they were all too focused on their phones. Instead I hurried forward, keeping a human pace to my jog, heading toward where I'd last seen–

I broke through the dense cover of a group of high school kids to where I'd last seen the woman, but she was gone. Dodging through the throng, moving group to group, trying to ferret her out, I heard the crowd slowly start to realize who I was.

“Is that Sienna Nealon?”

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, it is.”

“Whoa.”

“Hey, Sienna!”

I cursed under my breath as people started to crowd around me. They stuck cameras in my face, and I had to gently push them away as I tried to move through the crowd, looking for the woman.

But within seconds I was hemmed in on all sides, questions being shouted at me, people pressing up against me (but not too close – I was a succubus, after all, and only the truly demented would risk touching me for long).

“'Scuse me,” I said, not remotely serious in my polite request for them to back off. I lifted off the ground instead, causing a couple people to brush their hands against my boots, and one guy to leap and give a high five to the sole of my shoe. Idiot.

Scanning the crowd from fifteen feet up, there was no sign of the woman, not in any direction. Had she gone deeper into Lafayette Square? Wherever she was, she was gone.

“Uh, Ms. Nealon?” There was a Secret Service agent on the sidewalk below calling out to me. “Can you clear the airspace, please?” He didn't have to finish his thought; I cast one last look around. I was pretty certain there'd been someone in the crowd when I'd come out. A certain someone I'd been looking for and hadn't found...

Because I was pretty sure I'd just seen Lethe here in Washington DC.

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