And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

Chapter 67: On the Road Again

Two hours.

That’s how long Kate and I had been driving and my ass was sore from our journey. I should have suggested we took my car because Kate’s small compact vehicle was not meant for long-distance journeys.

Even if I was short and petite, I had junk in my trunk and the seat was killing this cushioning.

“Are we there yet?” I asked her again after the hundredth time. Her eyes slowly narrowed as she looked at me with frustration.

“If you ask me that one more time, so help me, I will pull this car over.

Laughter erupted from my lips at her comment. She reminded me so much of my mother growing up when we went on trips. “I’m sorry. Why don’t we pull off at the next exit and take a potty break and get coffee?”

The sound of coffee made Kate’s eyes perk up, and a grin crossed her lips. “Deal, but this is the last stop, Ivy. We literally have two hours left and if you keep this up, we will never get there.”

“Two hours?” I repeated with confusion. “He’s that close?”

Opening and closing her mouth, she tilted her head and sighed, “not exactly.”

“You know I hate it when you answer with that. It lets me know that shit’s going to get more chaotic for me than just riding in your tiny ass car.

“Hey!” she snapped. “Don’t you talk bad about Black Betty. This car is a machine and will out do yours any day of the week.”

She was right. The damn car was a beautiful machine, but at the same time, it wasn’t comfortable. “Pain before beauty.”

“Damn straight, bitch,” she grinned, pulling off on the exit way headed towards a small town with one gas station and a few small diners. There wasn’t much here, but food and coffee sounded great.

“I want a last meal before I do.” I teased her as she pulled into the gas station to fill up and turned to stare at me.

“Don’t say shit like that

you’re not dying, Ivy.”

Perhaps I wasn’t actually going to die… or at least I hoped that wouldn’t be the case.

“Regardless, I need food.” I smiled at her, watching as she rolled her eyes before getting out to pump gas.

Letting my eyes wander, I took in the area two hours from the pack and admired how lush and green it was. We were high in the countryside, and the size of the small town we were in showed just how secluded life really was here.

We had only just passed through the Canadian border, and from what Damian had said before, Talon was deep within the Canadian wilderness. His animalistic instincts kept him in the forests, and my clothing was not doing anything to control the cold that bit at me.

Furrowing my brow, I pulled myself from my thoughts as Kate got back in the car. My eyes lingered on a figure walking into the gas station I swore I recognized before.

“Kate… that man right there in the black coat with the white ball cap. Doesn’t he look familiar?”

squinted, taking him in. “I don’t

you I have seen

a photo, sending it to James. My mind

moment and James’ number popped up on

it you got

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sounds in the background let me know they were driving, and a smile crossed my lips, realizing they were

US.

that’s Bennett. A guy who works on your

to Kate for an answer. However, all she

town. What would this guy be doing here?” I asked as an uneasy feeling

James said with hesitation. “Damian wants you to find a place there to lie low until we get there. We’re not sure if maybe your dad is involved in this. After all, he wasn’t happy about

do. “It looks like he is going into the diner. maybe we can stall him just

the phone, sending chills down my spine as I

cupcake. How’s the

laughter as she took

have been better, but instead

exciting, isn’t it?” I grinned, watching Bennet sit down at a table with a

me, are you?” Damian finally groaned as Kate and I began

the hell was this guy doing here and why do I feel like he is up to

are we doing?” Kate finally asked, pulling my attention

my shoulders. “I mean he could just be like on a date, but it feels too coincidental for my liking. What would

she said after a moment of silence. “It would make sure they can’t follow you right away

turned to her, “I have never slashed someone’s tires

do it unless you’re sure, usually. Otherwise, it could be just a dick

and it

and through it all, the only thing I focused on was I had never slashed someone’s

it,” I finally said.

said flatly. “You’re

wide mischievous grin, I shrugged my shoulders, “fuck it.

her face. “Who are you and what

said I was safe?” I replied with confidence. Sometimes a girl has to get dirty in

the four sex god men that currently like

sit there all day trying to think of things to call them or move towards

“Good point,” I replied.

quickly deflated. The sounds of Bennett running from

if the guy was actually following us, but at the