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There was an overturned jeep and blood on the sand. Deacon pulled the van over to take a closer look. He got out of the van and smelled fresh blood. Among it, hers. He knew her blood like he knew her face. He'd heard the helicopter, but it had hovered around outside the town and then left. He'd been curious enough to come and investigate.
He walked toward the jeep and saw that there was a man trapped inside. Kevin moaned softly, and Deacon heard it. He didn't recognise the man, but he had Caitlyn's smell on him, so she'd been around him recently. Deacon reached under the jeep and wrenched the seatbelt free, and grabbed Kevin's arm.
He pulled Kevin out from under the jeep a little roughly, and sat him up to get a look at him. Kevin had a shallow head wound and bruises on his arms and cheek. Kevin was awake, and blinked up at Frost.
"You! Why the hell are you helping me?" Kevin asked.
"I made a deal with your friend," Deacon answered, "I think she'd get a little pissed at me if I let you die." Deacon saw a bottle resting under the jeep and dragged it out for Kevin. "Drink, then tell me where she went."
Kevin took a sip and said, "Why don't you ask your people? It was vampires and familiars who took her."
"It wasn't my people," Frost said. "I gave strict instructions that I was not to be disturbed. I never even told them that she was with me."
"Lucky guess then," Kevin said dryly. "Does anyone else know? That you can walk around in the daytime?"
"I haven't told anyone." Frost said. "My people know enough not to attack her, but they don't know what she did. I'm not stupid enough to tell them what her blood can do because she'd be drained to death in no time."
"Less for you, huh?" Kevin said harshly.
"She's no good to me dead," Frost said, taking Kevin's upper arm. It was more or less the answer that Kevin had expected. Frost pulled him to his feet and they found that he could stand unaided. Kevin walked with a slight limp toward Deacon's van.
"What's the plan?" Frost asked him.
"You're asking me?" Kevin said incredulously.
Frost shrugged. "I told you. I made a deal. Believe what you want about me, but I'll stick by it. Even if it does mean that I have to see old ass-face again."
Kevin almost grinned, and then reminded himself whom he was talking to. "You got a cell phone with you?" he asked.
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She'd been awake the entire time, for a change. They'd airlifted her out of there. She felt sick and sore, but she knew it would pass, providing they did nothing worse to her than tie her up and drag her around. She could see now out of both eyes, because one of the men had wiped the blood away from her face.
She stayed quiet and so did they. Clearly, they were just lackeys. She would uncover the game soon enough, if she just bided her time.
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AN: Sorry about the short length, but this chapter is just 'filler' for until I'm finished with exam revision. Then you'll have to wait until I can get back on the internet again. Arg.