The Demon Hunter by Kevin Emerson

Author:Kevin Emerson
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781497602052
Publisher: Open Road Media Mystery & Thriller

Chapter 8

Outbursts

OLIVER MET HIS PARENTS on the street outside their house. In his long coat, Sebastian almost looked like his old self, except for the sleeve pushed above the regrowth chamber.

Phlox had tied her hair back severely, and wore a long leather coat. “We’re going out to look for Charles again,” she said, and started off.

“Is that where you’ve been the last few days?” Oliver asked.

“Well, you don’t think we were waiting around for the magic word from Half-Light, do you?” Phlox muttered.

“Phlox,” cautioned Sebastian. “Yes, we’ve been searching.”

They walked up the street in a light rain.

“Oliver, whatever it is you’ve found out,” said Phlox, “I didn’t want you to say it in front of them.”

They passed under the Aurora Bridge, by the stone statue of the troll.

“They were lying to you,” said Oliver.

“We figured as much,” said Sebastian.

“I … I ran into Bane Saturday night.”

“You did?” Phlox asked anxiously. “What was he doing?”

“He was in the jaguar, and had made the kill,” Oliver explained. “But Emalie said that he seemed trapped inside it—not in control. Bane took off, then Tyrus and Leah showed up. They checked the body to make sure Bane had done it, and then they called Detective Pederson.”

Phlox and Sebastian stopped, turning to Oliver.

“What?” hissed Phlox.

“They said that Malcolm LeRoux would be pleased to see that his Nagual was working.”

“Y—” Phlox began, but stopped. She turned a fierce gaze toward Sebastian. “They’re setting him up.”

His eyes met hers, then he glanced away. “So,” he growled, “this is how they want to play it.”

Phlox’s voice grew thick. “This is our fault.”

“No, Phlox.” Sebastian stroked her shoulder. “It’s not. I mean … it was always a danger with him, considering …”

“Don’t say it,” she hissed.

Sebastian gazed up into the dark lattice of metal beams beneath the bridge. He didn’t speak for a moment. “Phlox,” he said finally, his voice heavy, “you know the choice we made.”

Oliver wasn’t sure what they were talking about, and though he was hesitant to interrupt, he still needed to tell them about the necklace. “Guys—” he began.

“Sebastian!” Phlox hissed before Oliver could continue. Her eyes burned turquoise. “This is our son! We have to do something!”

“Like what?” Sebastian shouted. “Tyrus is just following orders, and Ravonovich has made up his mind. Besides, as much as you may not want to accept it, you know we agreed to all of this a long time ago—”

“You miserable kitten!” Phlox snapped. “Fine.” She whirled and stalked away.

“Phlox, wait—”

“Just go home and nurse your little injury! And don’t blame Half-Light for that, either!” she called over her shoulder. “I’ll find Charles on my own!”

Sebastian started after her, but Phlox evanesced, collapsing into a column of smoke and sailing off on the breeze. Sebastian stopped, long coat flapping around him, his shoulders slumped dejectedly.

Oliver just stared. He hated this. Not only his parents fighting, but that he was right back where he started! Not knowing what was really going on. What were they talking about? What did Sebastian mean about a danger with Bane? What was the choice that they’d made? “Dad …” he began.

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