Page 111 of Obsessed in Blood

I twisted around. “Harlow?”

“Yes. Now let’s go.”

“What are you doing here?”

He rolled his eyes and glanced back at two vamps, who stood by a small boat. “Come help me get them up.”

The two vamps ran to us, probably not realizing we might need it. Devon was already up by the time the vamps reached them, and he pointed to me. I would have been faster on my own without two vamps pawing at me while Harlow provided directions.

We moved as fast as humanly possible to the boat. I was helped in first while the men pushed the boat back into the water as they took turns jumping in. A couple vamps rowed until a motor started, and the boat sped up.

Devon shook Harlow’s hand. “We didn’t think anyone would be coming.”

“Trudy and I were getting ready to head back to shore when Roxie sent a text that your GPS locator was stationary and still on the island.”

“Did Lucas and Hamilton get off the island?”

“Yes, along with the lovely Raquel. They pulled into the northern docks about ten minutes ago.”

“What about everyone else?” I asked.

“We haven’t heard from anyone, but according to Roxie, yours were the only two trackers she picked up.”

I fell back against Devon, who put an arm around me, and I squeezed Harlow’s hand. “You’re the best.”

Harlow’s grin turned devilish. “That’s what Trudy tells me every night.”

ChapterThirty-Seven

I wokewhen Devon nudged me, and I popped up, rubbing my eyes and glancing around. I was still in the limo, and we were at Oasis. I didn’t remember falling asleep, but I recalled the boat mooring at the northern docks. Decker’s team had already left, and according to the shifters that patrolled the area, all members of the team were accounted for, including Lucas, Raquel, and Hamilton.

We’d also been told the other teams had checked in with no casualties. I’d been so relieved to hear the news, I’d hugged Trudy, and then Harlow, who’d given my ass a squeeze. Devon led me to the limo where he helped me in before turning to talk with Harlow. They’d shaken hands, and that was the last I remembered before waking.

“Why am I so sleepy?” I put on a smile when Mateo opened the door and helped me out.

“It’s good to see you home and safe, Miss Langtry.”

“For the hundredth time, Mateo, it’s Cressa.”

He smiled and nodded. “Of course.”

I squeezed his arm. He’d never call me by my first name, but it was fun trying. “Thank you for this evening. I hear Ginger is alright.” It wasn’t a question, but I watched his expression for any sign our earlier information had been wrong.

“She’s in excellent condition, and demonstrated superb acting skills.”

I smiled. “She could have been a star.” Mateo loved old black-and-white movies, and I assumed he’d catch the reference.

He chuckled as he turned to Devon. “The Family is waiting for you in the library.”

“Tell them we’ll join them in fifteen minutes. Has the chef prepared food?”

“She’s waiting for you.”

“Buffet style in the library with plenty of coffee.”

Mateo bowed before leaving to get things in order.

I lumbered up the steps to the front door, and Devon put an arm around me. “I feel like I ran a marathon. I’m so lethargic. If I remember from last time, I had tons of energy.”