“Dearg-Due,” Hellina hisses. Her voice is full of venom. “To what
do we owe the pleasure of your company?”
“It has been a long time, hasn’t it, Hellina?”
“Centuries, my dear. I thought you had lain dormant in the earthly grave of yours for so long you wasted away.”
“No such luck.”
“Too bad,” Hellina mocks. Her bottom lip is protruding slightly, her tone brimming with sarcasm. “So, I ask again why you’re here? Isn’t the company you keep much too stately for you?”
“Your sarcasm does make me laugh, Hellina. However, we have unfinished business, you and I, which we will finish tonight. As for the company? Well,” she says, placing her hand on my shoulder. “Lady Becca does have a touch of my blood running through her veins. We’re family. Just as you are, in a way.”
Gasps fill the night. Faces fall with shock.
“Well, this is unexpected,” Kyleigh nonchalantly states. “Wow, just wow.”
When no one answered at the police station, she called Hugely’s
cell. After a few rings, he finally answered. His voice was strained, in
addition to being accompanied by a lot of static. “Officer Hugely, can
you hear me?” she asked, the tension growing inside her chest.
“Ama... list... me. We’re... tra... ne... help. ...monster... dead...
town... call... can’t... out... Pleas...Ama... Ama... you... there?”
The line went dead, and Amanda’s chest tightened. Anxiety
squeezed its grip as fear sped throughout her. “They’re in trouble!
Hugely is in some serious trouble. We have to help, Mihnea. We have to
go now!” The volume of her voice was gradually rising as she showed
signs of becoming more distraught.
“What did he say? What’s wrong?”
“There was a lot of static, but from what I could make out, they’re
trapped. He said something about a monster.”