Plain Fear: Forbidden: A Novel by Leanna Ellis

Author:Leanna Ellis [Ellis, Leanna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, Genre Fiction, Horror, Romance, Gothic, Contemporary Fiction, Christian, Literary, Women's Fiction
Amazon: B008BWAAS6
Publisher: Sourcebooks Landmark
Published: 2012-08-02T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Fly, envious Time, till thou run out thy race,

Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours,

Whose speed is but the heavy Plummet’s pace.

For the first time in two years, time became important to Akiva.

He’d watched Brydon arrive at the police station. He’d then waited most of the day. At some point, Brydon would leave work and head home. And Akiva would follow. Because Brydon was his best and only prospect for finding Roc Girouard and Rachel.

He’d circled the city for two days, searching for the black Mustang, but to no avail. Either Roc or Rachel was injured. When he’d gone back to Acacia’s body, he’d smelled the blood—human blood—not the blood of a young vampire. One was like walking through a peach orchard and inhaling the ripe smells of those ready to be picked. The other was like the smell after harvest when smashed peaches lay rotting in the sun.

Akiva had walked through hospitals, listening to conversations, filtering through weeping and angst, trying to locate Rachel. He’d traipsed through the airport, wharf and cruise ships, as well as bus and train stations, where he’d found another young runaway and taken enough time for a snack. Keeping his appetite sated helped clear his head of any other urgency.

But he’d ended up back at the police station. Waiting.

Brydon had not contacted him yet. Was it because he had no news? Or was it because he was protecting Girouard?

Akiva clenched his teeth and tightened his grip on his gearshift. If he didn’t find Rachel in the next day or two, he would head North. She would want to go home and hide among the Amish. But there was no safe place on earth for her. He would not be denied. Not now. Not ever. Her baby would earn him his ultimate freedom from this life.

Brydon emerged from the brick building with a tall, thin man. They were speaking in low, confidential tones that Akiva couldn’t overhear from this distance. But he started his Jaguar’s engine and waited. From the stance of the man walking with Brydon, the way he stood with his chin slightly elevated and sniffing the air, Akiva recognized he was a blood. The man stretched out mental tentacles, probing the air to seek out anyone who might be nearby, listening or following. Akiva shuttered his feelings and thoughts to protect his plans from scrutiny.

The two vamps gave each other a nod and parted company; the one returning to the police station and Brydon walking with a leisurely pace toward his Chevy truck. Sunlight gleamed off its dark exterior, the paint reflecting Brydon’s image like a mirror. What was this vamp hiding? Was he playing some kind of a game? His superior attitude grated against Akiva. He had to know what was happening, what this blood was thinking. Brydon was young in his new life, and Akiva stretched weblike fingers to tap into his hidden thoughts. But the new vamp dipped his sunglasses downward and looked in Akiva’s direction.

He’d been spotted. This Brydon was stronger than a typical new vamp.

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