“If he were in his right mind, he’d know better than to do that.”
“He’s moved on. So should we,” Lincoln said as he got to his feet. “Let’s get Paul and get going.”
Lincoln carried Paul over his shoulder with Christian in the lead with his crossbow.
“Maria’s place is closest,” Christian said as he turned right instead of left.
Lincoln wasn’t about to argue. Paul was heavy, and they still had yet to catch Kane. At this rate, it was only a matter of time before Kane killed someone.
By the time the lights from Maria’s house came into view, sweat coated Lincoln and ran down his back and into his eyes. There was no need to call out to Vincent. He would see them soon enough, and come to the house to find out what happened.
Christian let out a bird-like whistle that had Olivia at the porch door in seconds. When she spotted them, she opened the door and motioned them inside before rushing to the house door and flinging it open.
“Is he injured?” she asked.
Christian shook his head. “Just knocked out.”
Olivia pointed to the couch and told Lincoln, “Lay him there.”
“Where’s Maria? Paul could use her herbs when he wakes,” Lincoln said.
“She’s with Grace,” Olivia said. “I called her after Vin stopped by to tell me what was going on with Kane, so she’ll stay at Grace’s all night.”
Christian stood in the doorway of the house. “That’s probably for the best. When’s the last time you talked to Vin?”
“Hours ago when he told me he’d be out there guarding this area.”
Lincoln gratefully accepted the glass of water Olivia handed him as he looked around the house waiting for a glimpse of Ava. It wasn’t as if there were many places for her to hide.
“She’s not here,” Olivia said.
Lincoln jerked his head to her. “What?”
Christian let out a string of curses as he stepped out onto the porch.
Lincoln had thought Ava was safe with Olivia. She should have been. “Why did you let her go?”
Her black eyes narrowed on him. “I didn’t know about Kane until after she left, and that’s because none of y’all bothered to tell me until hours later.”
Lincoln closed his eyes as he envisioned all sorts of things happening to Ava. She might know about the supernatural and the fact that his family hunted the creatures, but she hadn’t been around those beings. And unless there was something he didn’t know, she hadn’t a clue how to defend herself.
“I’ve been calling her,” Olivia said in a strangled voice.
Lincoln looked up to see her haggard expression for the first time. He felt like an ass for blaming her. “Where did she go?”
“Her old house near Lafayette.”
She could be anywhere. Lincoln rubbed the back of his neck. That knot that he felt earlier doubled. He’d known then something was wrong. He shouldn’t have ignored his instincts.
“Linc?” Vincent said from the doorway.
Lincoln walked to the kitchen sink and turned on the water. He splashed his face a couple of times before he turned off the water and walked out of the house.
“Linc!” Vincent called.
“I’ve got to find her. Kane didn’t hurt us, but I think he’s beyond that now. He’ll rip her to shreds.”
“Lincoln.”
He whirled to face his elder brother. “Don’t you dare try and stop me, Vin.”
“Be careful.”
Lincoln glanced at the ground, all his anger disappearing at the concern in Vin’s voice. “I’ll do my best.”
Christian walked up then. “You find Ava. We’ll track Kane.”
They were better when they all worked together, but Lincoln knew the need to find Kane was imperative and they couldn’t wait for him. “Once I get Ava back here with Olivia, I’ll catch up with you.”
“A sound plan,” Vincent said.
Christian grinned mischievously. “Just don’t get your ass knocked out again. I won’t be there to wake you.”
“Won’t be an issue since I don’t have to look out for you,” he teased in return.
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