Three Times Burned: A Paranormal Fantasy (Remington Hart Book 3) by H. Anne Henry

Author:H. Anne Henry [Henry, H. Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: H. Anne Henry
Published: 2021-07-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

“If we stick with the same schedule, we’ll kill ourselves,” Casey said.

We were all sitting in the great room of Amasai headquarters, the updated first floor of the old farmhouse teeming with the stress of reconfiguring our rotation with Creed out of the picture.

“It doesn’t change much,” Gabriel argued. “Meredith already agreed to pair with Dylan, so if we switch to just having one person on backup each night instead of two, we should be fine.”

Garret broke in: “And I can do double duty—act as backup some nights. Yescha gave me an ability, too, so I should use it. Stacey is getting the hang of the computer system and acting as dispatch, so she can be here to keep things organized like I do.”

“I hate that idea,” Aric said.

“I knew you would,” Garret fired back, eyeing his twin with exasperation.

We weren’t used to seeing the meeker of the two brothers stand up for himself, so instead of rushing to his defense, we let it play out.

“I can handle it. I’ve gone through the training just like everybody else here. Now that it’s needed, I intend to put it to use.”

Aric folded his arms across his chest. “Fine. But we’re gonna talk about it more later.”

“That’s it, then,” Hugo said. “We’ll keep to the same rotation with Meredith taking Creed’s place and pare down to only one on backup each night. Does anyone have any other objections?”

Words of assent went up all around—even from Casey and Aric—and the meeting adjourned. Hugo and Aric were out in the field that night along with Matt and Ty, Casey backing them up, so the rest of us lingered only long enough to ask after each other’s plans. I didn’t have any, for obvious reasons, and Gabe simply hadn’t made any commitments. Jocelyn suggested that those of us who were free to go out for an impromptu celebration and (I suspected) to keep me out of the dumps.

“I can’t tonight… I asked Viviana to stay with the kids only long enough to come for the meeting,” Meredith told us.

I shrugged. “I’m in.”

“Me, too,” Gabe agreed.

“How about the Dirty Dozen?” Dylan asked.

“Maybe something more tame?” I asked. “I’m not in the mood for a dancefloor.”

“Rack ‘Em Jack’s it is,” Joss said.

As we crossed the wide front porch to hit the driveway, Gabriel asked me to ride with him.

“If you want to blow off some steam tonight, I don’t blame you. But let me drive you.”

He was right. A few shots of whiskey were likely to slide down and hit the spot, so I wouldn’t need to drive. And I was more comfortable leaving my truck at HQ than in the bar parking lot overnight.

“Yeah, sure. Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.”

Settling into the passenger seat of the Chevelle at sundown felt like a night on watch, but I wasn’t armed to the teeth. Granted, I was still packing heat and a couple of silver daggers under my jacket. Wearing layers was one definite advantage of the late season.

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