Part 8

"And why are we doing this?" Joab didn't really see the point. According to Ara they were supposed to follow Dathan and some new girl Scarlet wanted to play with.

Ara sighed impatiently. "Pay attention. I must have explained like, three times," she snapped.

Joab kept his mouth shut. He wondered why he put up with Ara sometimes. Ara was pretty, but then again, so were lots of other girls. Scarlet must really want to know something about the new girl if she'd sent *Dathan* after her.

They sat in Ara's car outside the girl's house, watching Dathan on the doorstep. He turned then, leading Erica away. He spotted the car and smirked at Ara and Joab, and continued walking. As far as Joab knew, Erica didn't see them.

"So how come Scarlet's not doing this herself?"

Ara frowned. "That's her business."

Joab didn't say anything. Something had happened to Scarlet, something...bad. Bad enough to make her run to Dathan for comfort. It made Joab curious. He wanted to know what had happened to Scarlet, but no one would tell him. He would just have to trust Ara.

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It wasn't right. Not right at all. Janelle scowled, watching Dathan Redfern flirting shamelessly with Erica.

How had Erica ever managed to get a date with him, anyway? It was completely beyond her comprehension. Dathan and his crowd were more like her friends back home. The type of crowd she belong in, not Erica.

Without thinking about what she was doing, Janelle grabbed her keys and followed them.

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Joab frowned, spotting the girl leaving Erica's house. Was that someone they should be looking for? Someone who would be a threat to Scarlet?

That was why they were there after all. If anything happened to Scarlet that they could have presented, then Dathan would kill them all. He had confided in Joab once how much the girl meant to him. The others might not understand, but he did.

And he didn't particularly fancy the idea of Dathan torturing him if he didn't mention something that might be important.

"Do you see her?" he said in a low voice to Ara.

Ara nodded. "I see her." Her voice wasn't even quiet. She sighed heavily, glancing at him. "It's not like she can hear us."

Joab didn't answer. Ara was muttering something under her breath as he started the car. "What?" he asked, slightly annoyed.

"It's a cloaking spell so she won't see us," Ara answered.

"Oh."

They crawled along after the girl at snails pace. Joab began to wonder if they would do better getting out the car and walking. Beside him Ara sighed heavily.

"This is going to be a *long* night."

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