The dark-haired girl approached the SUV outside of the pub, she noticed another man in the driver's seat.
"We've got company," he stated as Greyson opened the rear passenger door, then he pointed out the windshield.
Lexi looked in the direction he had motioned and saw two black cars making their way down the small gravel road toward them. She quickly climbed into the vehicle and slid across behind the driver's seat as Greyson climbed in beside her. Charlie hopped in the passenger seat as he instructed the driver, "Get us out of here Art."
As the SUV tore out onto the road in the opposite direction of the approaching car, Lexi heard the gunfire begin.
"Get down," Greyson ordered her as he leaned across the back of the seat and pulled something out from behind it.
"You know it's my turn to use it," Charlie stated from the front seat as he pushed the button on the door panel to roll his window down.
"I know, I know," the man beside Lexi said in annoyance as he passed the weapon to his friend.
She had seen a grenade launcher before, it was Dean's favorite thing in his trunk, but she'd never seen one used before.
Charlie pulled his upper body out of the window and took aim at the cars chasing them. Lexi peeked her head above the back of the seat to watch out the back window. The explosion seemed to happen in slow motion and she watched as both cars were flung through the air like rag dolls.
She continued to stare as the scene faded in the distance behind them, Greyson placed the launcher behind the seat, "You alright?"
Lexi nodded her head as she turned back around and she felt a vibration from her back pocket, she quickly pulled her cell phone out and looked at the screen. Incoming call: Sam W. She chose not to answer and laid the phone down in her lap.
"They were after me?" she asked quietly and looked over at the man beside her.
"They don't take kindly to outsiders asking questions," Moore responded, "the Mol's like for the rest of the world to believe they have the supernatural on lockdown here."
"But you're a hunter?"
"Not all monsters are bad," he responded sincerely, "and not all humans are good."
Lexi stared at him for a moment as she tried to grasp the situation in front of her, "So, you hunt people?"
"Monsters," he corrected her, "Supernatural or not."
She stared out the window for a moment and noticed they were going farther out into the countryside. Houses were getting farther apart from one another.
"Everything Davies said about wards and sigils alerting them of monster activity and how there hasn't been a monster related death in over half a century," she continued, "all that was lies?"
"Mostly propaganda," he responded, "a sigil doesn't work if it's broken."
Lexi looked back out the window and Greyson continued, "Now, I need to know why you're here? What interest you have in Kendricks?"
"I don't know," she sounded frustrated, "I don't know what I thought I could accomplish."
Charlie had turned slightly in his seat so he could look at the girl, "Does this have anything to do with their compound in America being raided by hunters?"
Lexi looked surprised at their knowledge, "Sort of."
Both men waited for her to continue and she took a deep breath, "They killed people, good people, they killed someone I loved, hurt people I love, all for some stupid agenda that isn't even effective."
The anger washed over her in a wave and she put her head down in her hands as Greyson shared a concerned glance with his friend.
She wasn't sure how much longer they'd drove for before Art pulled the SUV into a secluded driveway. The house was old and covered in ivy vines, looked like something out of movie. Everyone climbed out of the vehicle and started into the house.
"Are you hungry?" Charlie turned and asked Lexi who stood beside the hood of the SUV.
She nodded her head as she crossed her arms.
"Right then," he responded and headed off behind Art.
"So," the blonde man began as he walked around the front of the vehicle, "What was the plan? Take out the headmaster at Kendricks? Maybe burn the whole place down?"
Lexi shook her head, "I don't know, both sound tempting."
"If you cut off the head of the snake," he began, as he leaned back against the hood beside her, "two more will grow back."
"What then?" she questioned him, "I can't burn down a school full of children, regardless if they're being trained to be killers. I couldn't live with that."
"An eye for an eye," he said quietly, "leaves the whole world blind."
"But they're still trying to put my eye out," she responded, "So, where do I go from here?"
"Pie," Greyson said with a smirk as he draped his arm over he shoulders, "Charlie makes an amazing steak and kidney pie."
The word 'pie' had a different meaning for her and she quickly pushed those thoughts out of her mind.
"Okay," she responded with a small smile as the blonde man lead her towards the front door of the small house.
A little while later, while Lexi sat at the small dining table eating and laughing at something Art and Charlie were discussing, Greyson had stepped into the kitchen to answer his phone.
"Hello," he said as he placed the phone to his ear, then lowered his voice so no one would overhear him, "Yes I found her. You could have warned me she was feisty."
Moore leaned back against the sink and looked into the other room where the rest of the group sat.
"I'll take care it," he said quietly as Lexi glanced his way. She gave him a small smile and he instinctively gave her a smile back and a wink as he spoke into the phone, "You have my word."