Blood Sport: A New Adult Urban Fantasy Vampire Novel (The Superiors Book 4) by Lena Hillbrand & Lena Mae Hill

Author:Lena Hillbrand & Lena Mae Hill [Hillbrand, Lena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Speak Now
Published: 2017-10-29T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Byron pulled his car to the side of the road once the sun began sending its cold rays into the wet morning. He would have rather stayed in a hotel somewhere, but according to his NGP, he was miles from the nearest city. He didn’t know Draven’s destination, but it sure as hell wasn’t anywhere inviting. Nothing ahead, behind, right or left but flat, dull fields that hadn’t come alive yet. Farmland, lying in wait for spring. Further south, farmers would be starting to plow, but here, he was surrounded by dismal boredom. He’d hardly been able to stay awake that night. Just before dawn, he’d come alongside Draven’s path, but he wanted to stay on the road, as it was nearly morning. He’d driven fifty miles ahead before stopping for the day.

He didn’t like sleeping in his car, especially on the side of the road, but he couldn’t bear sun-blindness or the accompanying headaches that would set in if he stayed awake longer. Draven wouldn’t get this far, even if he traveled a few more hours, and he’d probably stay far from the road. But Byron wasn’t taking chances. He couldn’t risk sleeping in a tent, being caught with no protection other than a layer of light-proof fabric.

Despite his inferior accommodations, he settled in without the bitterness that had plagued him for months. Everything that had happened since he left Merida had been shitty, rotten luck. He’d finally caught a break. He had almost missed it. When Milton had told him he couldn’t track Draven anymore, he’d stopped. Milton had turned off the tracking mechanism, and that was the end of it.

But the night after he’d left Draven’s sex hovel, Byron had gone into Draven’s private government file. No one had reported anything in Moines except for one man who’d seen Draven climbing over the fence of the stone house. Byron had already used that information to find the house. He’d been ready to close Draven’s file when something caught his eye. He’d scrolled to the bottom of the file out of habit, not even looking at it. And there, in the bottom right corner, was a tiny flag that made Byron stop and look again. “Tracer: Activated 15/3.”

Byron had blinked at the words like he’d never seen them before, trying to understand. Nothing in Draven’s file was pressing, nothing had changed. Other than the investigators finding the baby’s carcass and some old fire pits, nothing new had been added to the file. Certainly nothing that warranted his tracer being activated again. Byron opened the link and found only that Milton had activated the tracer. In the space for a reason, he hadn’t entered anything. For no reason at all, Milton had activated the tracer two days before.

Byron had already pulled up Milton’s contact on his screen before he changed his mind. He cancelled the call and sat looking at the panel on his dash. Maybe he didn’t want to bring Milton’s attention to it. After all, Milton was a stickler for the Law, and Byron couldn’t risk Milton turning off the tracer again.

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