Page 60 of Beauty At Stake
With a target to follow, we didn't have to worry about losing someone along the way. So we headed after the blonde and her merry group of vampire hunters without holding hands like schoolchildren. They led us to the parking lot, where Anita got into the passenger seat of a waiting, unmarked, small, boxy, white van. The vampire hunters got in the back, and the van drove off.
“Go!” Killian said.
A little car pulled out and drove after the van, maintaining a moderate distance. Meanwhile, we dropped ourenchantments. We were all still there—Star, Losuc, Sal, the hunter team, Kill, and me.
“Pickup on the south side of the lot,” Sal said into her comm.
Seconds later, four vehicles pulled up before us. I got in the back of the van with Killian, Star went in another car with Sal, and the hunters split up to ride in the last two. As soon as we were in, the van drove off after Summers.
“Did we get a tracker on her vehicle?” Kill asked.
“Yes, Ambassador,” Team Leader Sullivan, who was driving, tapped a cell phone stuck in a holder on the dash. A red light was beeping its way across the screen. “The lead car will maintain visual contact just in case the tracker malfunctions.”
“Good.” Killian hit his comm device. “Lead, come in.”
“Here,” a voice came through my earpiece.
“We need to track them to two locations,” Kill said. “First, she'll take them to a new house and then she'll head home. Do not go after the humans. Just note their new location and then we're all going after her.”
“Copy that.”
About twenty minutes later, we entered a residential area.
Kill got on comms again. “Everyone but the lead car, hang back. Find a place to park. Lead, just note which house it is and drive on. Park and let us know when she leaves.”
The drivers all confirmed. Sullivan found a spot and parked. Then we waited, watching the tracker. If Summersswitched vehicles, we'd still have the lead car watching. We weren't about to lose her.
She didn't switch vehicles. Just took her people inside and stayed about ten minutes. Then the dot went on the move again.
“She's coming your way,” the lead car reported seconds later.
“Second team,” Killian said. “Take lead. Everyone else, follow at a distance.”
They all copied, and we waited. A minute passed, and then Summers drove past us. The new lead car went by a few car lengths behind her, and we waited a little longer. One of our SUVs went past, then the vehicle that was previously taking lead. We finally did a U-turn and brought up the rear.
Everyone on the mission was a professional. There were no screw-ups along the way. We tracked Anita to a massive estate guarded by an iron gate. By the time our van arrived, Anita was well ensconced on the property, the gate shut behind her. The rest of us parked down the street. It was time to end the hunt.
The extinguishers in the van with us checked their gear and weapons before climbing out. Killian went out the side door, but I hesitated.
He looked back at me. “What is it?”
“What is she?”
“What?”
“You said she isn't a Witch, and I know she isn't Demon, Angel, or Fairy. So what is she?”
“I don't know, babe. She feels human. I can't classify her as any kind of Witch, and yet she's got some power.”
“So maybe she is a descendant of Demons,” I said. “A new race. Whoa.”
“Maybe. It would explain her weird magic.”
“It would explain a lot.” I climbed out of the van and saw Star come striding up with his guards.
“Anyone need a lift?” Star asked.
“What does that mean?” one of the Fey hunters asked as their team joined us.
