Tricks and Tropes by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub

CHAPTER

EIGHT

I stayed for five minutes, because who was Heckler? Really. Besides a great kisser.

I’d met the guy a total of two times.

Okay, he was an amazing kisser, and I was getting hot just remembering. He was the best kiss I’d ever had. But other than that?

Who does he think he is?

Granted, my memories of what a Red Demon was like had obviously been skewed. They were now corrected because Maxwell didn’t even remember me, but Kimmy was my little sister.

She was my responsibility. That meant not listening to what a Red Demon said—even if he was a fantastic kisser—and finding my sister.

I headed down the hall of what I guessed was their clubhouse to do just that.

I reviewed what I knew. The guy I’d known as Max was their president. He hadn’t been that when I knew him, but kudos for him. I always wondered what he was doing with someone like my mom. He was obviously a hell of a lot smarter than any of us. When he’d tossed her, that made sense to me. Kimmy’s dad was next in line, and Martin wasn’t a bad guy. He just wasn’t a great guy. Kimmy at least knew who her dad was, but other than that, we had similar dad relationships, which was none at all.

Now here I was, taking on my Darby’s role, though I was more lovable-but-crazy as I snuck down some back hallway, ignoring the moaning coming from behind a few closed doors.

Heckler said he had to talk to the club. That meant church, right?

I hoped that was what it meant, because then most of the club members would be in that meeting. That gave me time to figure out which room was Max’s. I figured Kimmy would be stashed there.

My stomach dropped as I remembered how she had jumped into his arms, the gentle way he’d brushed her hair back from her face.

Did he know he could’ve been her dad? Get to Darby a few months later, and bam—he could’ve been Martin Graza.

“Hey!”

Shit. I ignored the voice that came from behind me and took the first set of stairs down.

Loud footsteps followed behind. The guy was in pursuit, but this place was like a maze.

I went right as he kept going straight.

And since I’d committed, I kept going right, right, right. I didn’t know where I’d end up, but the hallway opened up and—I stopped. Which way to go? There was a set of doors in front of me, or I could continue around the side of the building.

I tiptoed closer to the door, trying to hear what was inside.

I could only hear voices coming toward me.

I needed to choose.

I went outside into a clearing that was in the middle of the building.

This place reminded me of a recreation camp I went to once as a kid. Our church took us and since it was free, Darby figured it was free daycare. They had all sorts of buildings and odd-shaped extensions. I went around the end of the building now, saw more buildings behind.

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