me.
“Nothing.” His breath sounded laboured and harsh.
“Nor I,” Kellen said from a distance away.
I kept on, running at full speed, searching, looking for any hints of a grave where McKinney could have buried Sabrina. Where are you?
When I reached the end of the graves, I turned. Kellen sprinted toward me as did Chase. I glanced around quickly. Mike and Nick were running and searching, their faces intent on finding her.
I took a deep breath to settle myself. I was letting the urgency of this situation gain control of my mind. I closed my eyes for a moment just to reign my thoughts back in.
When I felt calm, I opened my eyes.
“What are you doing?” Chase panted out of breath.
I shook my head at him, raised my hand up for him to shut up. “Shhh…quiet.”
Chase gave me an odd look, before he placed his hands on his knees to catch his breath.
I scanned the area. “She has to be here,” I said more to myself than anyone around me. I looked across the graves, thousands of them. I doubted Chad would do it right out in the open. There had to be somewhere more hidden where he had placed her.
Kellen approached now. Not at all labored by the run, which wasn’t a shock.
Vampires don’t get winded. We could have run the cemetery in a second flat, but of course, I’d never allow that. We needed to restrain ourselves to appear as mortal as we could because who knew who was watching.
Kellen’s gaze drew dark as he came closer toward me. “What is it?”
I shook my hand at him too and waved it in his face. “Quiet.” I ran forward, needed to get out into the middle of the grounds. I could hear the others follow behind, but I was glad to note they were listening and staying quiet.
Once in the middle, I stopped, skidding against the grass. My gaze started at the left and ran across the length of the cemetery looking for anything—anything that would provide a sheltered area.
After many long moments, I felt defeated. “Nothing. Fuck, where is she?” I spun around and looked behind me, but still, there was nothing. No hidden area that would provide enough shelter that he would be able to hide the fact that he’d dug a grave. I circled around once more and just as I was on the verge of giving up, the chapel caught my eye.
“Of course.” I smacked myself in the head and ran off. He had told us the truth.
God’s house. That’s exactly where he put her.
“Hadley?” Mike called out.
I waved them along, not bothering to look back. “Come on, quick.”
Their response was instant. Loud bangs against the ground barrelled behind me as I ran quickly.
I reached the chapel moments later. When I got to the door, it was locked. I glanced over my shoulder.
“Kellen.”
He approached the door, raised his leg and kicked, which sent the door to crash back causing pigeons to fly away with fear.
“She’s here,” I said as I ran into the old rickety chapel. “I know it.”
Kellen stepped beside me and his gaze quickly searched the small space. “Yes, yes, you are right.”
“How can you be so sure of that?” Nick asked behind us, breathless.
I didn’t have time for his questions or an explanation of how I knew, but I just did.
Call it vampire instincts. “Just go search for her.”
The men all dispersed and ran through the chapel. Luckily, the moonlight provided just enough light to make seeing bearable. Although, like Kellen, I needed no real help in that regard.
I drew in a deep breath, concentrated and focused. Right now, I was kissing my vampire skills.
Everything was sharper and my hearing was as good as any bat. I closed my eyes and just listened.
Sharp sounds came around me. The pigeons in flight, mice scurrying through the old run down chapel. I searched out for any sound of the woman, a deep breath, a small movement, but after many minutes, I found none.
“What are you doing, Hadley?” Mike shot out. “Get moving.”
I snapped my eyes open to see Kellen was in the same position. His head was cocked to one side and the furrow of his brows told me he heard something that I didn’t.
Quickly I ran toward him, collided into his side and he grabbed me in his arms. “You hear her?”
Kellen opened his eyes, shook his head, and arched a brow. “I hear something, I cannot say if it is her or not.”
“Where?” I