Chapter Two
Shane's POV
When I saw the picture of Claire tied up with a knife to her throat, I knew he wasn't lying. I also knew that my phone was ringing in my hand. I snap it open.
"Jason has the girls," Michael says. He sounds like he's just barely in control of his vampire half. A little crazy... and scary.
"I know. He sent me a picture with someone holding a knife to Claire's throat," I say, knowing I sound pissed.
"He called me and she yelled at him to leave Claire alone. Well, she said her but I kind of assumed it was Claire. What do we do?" Michael asks. I sigh.
"I don't know. If we try to do something too soon, he might kill one of them. From the sounds of it, probably Claire. I don't want her to get hurt. Do you have any ideas?" I ask. I hear a creepy, angry laugh from the other end. Even scarier.
"I might but you might not like it," Michael says. I sigh.
"And your plan is?" I ask, pacing impatiently.
"Well we could..." Michael trails off.