from her. He couldn’t dissolve her illusions because she wasn’t casting any! Anna had something else going for her, something Lucas couldn’t fight—she dripped sheer irresistible sexuality.
“Like what you see?” The voice whispered in his ear even though her lips never moved. Invisible fingers ran through his hair and glided down his neck.
He found her eyes and stared into their ruby depths.
Stop! He summoned every ounce of his energy and turned his back on her, pretending to nonchalantly fold a blanket. “I see Ron’s wife. I came by to ask a question.” He paused. “A family came into the restaurant tonight and said they were your friends. The man left his wallet on the table when they left. I’ll return it to them if you tell me where they are. Where are your friends staying, Anna?”
Lucas steeled his resolve against her powers and turned to face her once more. Immediately, a pulsing pain wrapped around his back and pulled him toward her. He arched his back and moaned even as his feet took a step forward. Instead of lessening, the pain intensified.
“I don’t have any friends.” She licked her lips. “Why is it I haven’t decided to taste you before now?” A long forked tongue snaked out and flicked up and down his cheek like two tiny knives.
An illusion; this he could fight.
The knife-like protrusions sent an unusual ripple of pleasure down his spine. He suppressed a moan and forced himself to concentrate. The tongue vanished. Lucas repeated, “Where your friends are staying?” He took another step closer to her.
“Come one step closer, and I’ll tell you anything you want,” Anna taunted.
He stood still. “I have to go. As pretty as you are, I’d never do that to Ron.” He struggled for breath to ward off the pain of her illusion slicing over his skin like razors. His back pain turned to spasms and brutal cramps.
She lifted an eyebrow as she released him from her spell, clearly amused. “Suit yourself, but never say never, lover. You’re lucky I was ordered not to kill you.”
“Ordered?”
“I’m really quite impressed you’ve hidden from me this long. Abaddon may promote all of us for finding a pure blood for him to play with—before he peels off your skin and rolls you in barbed wire.”
Ron’s car tires crackled over the driveway pebbles.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“To answer your original question, of course I know where Paymon and Nicor are. And they’re looking forward to playing with you before the boss gets here, seer .” Anna demon-strated to show her true fiendish form. Her face elongated, and her eyes transformed into black diamonds with glowing red centers. Her nails extended into claws. She lunged at Lucas and slammed her head into his before he could duck.
Her eyes were the last thing he saw.
****
He awoke in the hay, being licked by his faithful canine companions and staring at a horse’s three white socks. Shit , Lucas chided himself, Anna had known the whole time. He wondered how long he’d been out, why the demons hadn’t come for him, and where the hell Carmen was.
He needed to find his aunt. Now. She’d know what to do.
Rubbing his head, he pulled himself to his feet and looked at the horses. They stared at Lucas as though they’d been waiting for him to wake up all morning. “Hey, Gotzone.” He stroked the white blaze on the muzzle of the gorgeous chestnut mare. She nickered a greeting. The name Gotzone meant “angel” in Spanish, and this horse was exactly that to him, responding to his shifts in body language and posture before he even gave a command. She even hung around on the road outside Carmen’s restaurant when he worked the lunch shift. He loved this horse. He’d ridden her almost daily since he moved to Costa Rica.
He buckled her bridle and pushed open the barn door. He mounted her bareback but she reared up, snorting and pawing at the air.
A familiar silver luxury sedan was parked by the main