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Chapters (68)
  1. Biding Time
  2. Dedication
  3. Table of Contents
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Chapter Twenty-One
  27. Chapter Twenty-Two
  28. Chapter Twenty-Three
  29. Chapter Twenty-Four
  30. Chapter Twenty-Five
  31. Chapter Twenty-Six
  32. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  33. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  34. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  35. Chapter Thirty
  36. Chapter Thirty-One
  37. Chapter Thirty-Two
  38. Chapter Thirty-Three
  39. Chapter Thirty-Four
  40. Chapter Thirty-Five
  41. Chapter Thirty-Six
  42. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  43. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  44. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  45. Chapter Forty
  46. Chapter Forty-One
  47. Chapter Forty-Two
  48. Chapter Forty-Three
  49. Chapter Forty-Four
  50. Chapter Forty-Five
  51. Chapter Forty-Six
  52. Chapter Forty-Seven
  53. Chapter Forty-Eight
  54. Chapter Forty-Nine
  55. Chapter Fifty
  56. Chapter Fifty-One
  57. Chapter Fifty-Two
  58. Chapter Fifty-Three
  59. Chapter Fifty-Four
  60. Chapter Fifty-Five
  61. Chapter Fifty-Six
  62. Acknowledgments
  63. Other Titles by Lyn Gardner
  64. Going on Red
  65. Choices
  66. Born Out of Wedlock
  67. Give Me A Reason
  68. Mistletoe

Bennett followed Victor’s line of sight and saw Ruby coming down the porch steps, her eyes still as neon as they’d been minutes before. “She’s Flanna Durant,” Bennett said, turning back to Victor. “And that’s what started all of this.”

“Flanna Durant?” Victor said, his eyes bulging. “But I thought—”

“I know what you thought. It’s what everyone thought, but she’s very much alive…and Napoleon knows it.”

“Oh, Jesus Christ. That can’t be good,” Victor muttered. “But how—”

“Victor, like I said, it’s a long story and one I don’t have time to tell at the moment.” Bennett eyed at her phone for the millionth time. “Right now, I need to get to Lisa’s—”

“I’ll take you,” Ruby said, trotting up to them. “The limo is blocking the driveway, and if you wait for everyone to jockey the cars, it’s going to waste time. Come on. Let’s go.”

Ruby didn’t wait for an answer, and the flicker of pain Bennett felt accepting the woman’s help was fleeting. A minute later, Ruby was hauling ass down the street while Bennett continued to call and text the woman who owned her heart.

***

Foreboding is all about doom, impending doom that makes your heart race, your stomach sink, and your palms dampen. Your mind becomes filled with scenarios of bad or worse or unimaginable, and even though you try to push them away, try to will them away, try to replace them with something pleasing or joyous…you can’t. You just can’t.

Ruby remained silent during the twenty-minute drive to Lisa’s apartment. She knew there were no words until they found the woman safe, and any assurances she could have uttered would have fallen on deaf ears. Bennett’s eyes had remained riveted on the phone in her hand since getting into the car. She was shrouded in dread, yet the weight of that onyx curtain of uncertainty didn’t envelop Ruby until she turned onto Lisa’s street and saw the block was dark. For a moment, Ruby tried to rationalize it away. A car crashing into a pole could have caused the power outage, or perhaps a tree limb hit a wire, or a squirrel became too curious. It surely wasn’t sabotaged by vampires on the prowl. It surely wasn’t that.