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to get to town fast, and I prayed Christian and I could take down any creepy stalker guy who tried to mess with us. Fortunately, when the car pulled over, it was just a middle-aged couple who looked more concerned than anything else. "You kids okay?" I jerked my thumb behind me. "Our car slid off the road. Can you take us to town so I can call my dad?" It worked. Fifteen minutes later, they dropped us off at a gas station. I actually had trouble getting rid of them because they wanted to help us so much. Finally, we convinced them we'd be fine, and we walked the few blocks over to the bus station. As I'd suspected, this town wasn't much of a hub for real travel. Three lines serviced the town: two that went to other ski resorts and one that went to Lowston, Idaho. From Lowston, you could go on to other places. I'd half-hoped that we might beat Mason and the others before their bus came. Then we could have hauled them back without any trouble. Unfortunately, there was no sign of them. The cheery woman at the counter knew exactly who we were talking about, too. She confirmed that all three of them had bought tickets to Spokane by way of Lowston. "Damn it," I said. The woman raised her eyebrows at my language. I turned to Christian. "You got money for the bus?" Christian and I didn't talk much along the way, except for me to tell him he'd been an idiot about Lissa and Adrian. By the time we reached Lowston, I finally had him convinced, which was a minor miracle. He slept the rest of the way to Spokane, but I couldn't. I just kept thinking over and over that this was my fault. It was late afternoon by the time we reached Spokane. It took a few people, but we finally found someone who knew the shopping center Dimitri had mentioned. It was a long ways from the bus station, but it was walkable. My legs were stiff after almost five hours of riding a bus,
and I wanted the movement. The sun was a while from setting, but it was lower and less detrimental to vampires, so Christian didn't mind the walk either. And, as often happened when I was in calm settings, I felt a tug into Lissa's head. I let myself fall into her because I wanted to know what was happening back at the resort. "I know you want to protect them, but we need to know where they are." Lissa sat on the bed in our room while Dimitri and my mom stared her down. It was Dimitri who had spoken. Seeing him through her eyes was interesting. She had a fond respect for him, very different from the intense roller coaster of emotions I always experienced. "I told you," said Lissa, "I don't know. I don't know what happened." Frustration and fear for us burned through her. It saddened me to see her so anxious, but at the same time, I was glad I hadn't gotten her involved. She couldn't report what she didn't know. "I can't believe they wouldn't have told you where they were going," said my mother. Her words sounded flat, but there were lines of worry on her face. "Especially with your…bond." "It only works one way," said Lissa sadly. "You know that." Dimitri knelt down so he could be at Lissa's height and look her in the eye. He pretty much had to do that to look anyone in the eye. "Are you sure there's nothing? Nothing at all you can tell us? They're nowhere in town. The man at the bus station didn't see them … though we're pretty sure that's where they must have gone. We need something, anything to go on." Man at the bus station? That was another stroke of luck. The woman who'd sold us the tickets must have gone home. Her replacement wouldn't know us. Lissa gritted her teeth and glared. "Don't you think if I knew, I'd tell you? You don't think I'm worried about them too? I have no idea where they are. None. And why'd they even leave… it doesn't make any sense either. Especially why they'd go with Mia, of all people." A twinge of hurt flickered through the bond, hurt at being left out of whatever we were doing, no matter how wrong.
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- Page 142 and 143: The guy clenched his fists and look
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- Page 146 and 147: "Hey yourself, cousin," he returned
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- Page 152 and 153: FIFTEEN I WAS TRYING TO PAINT my to
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- Page 156 and 157: The rest of us just sort of stared.
- Page 158 and 159: My anger and snarkiness dried up. T
- Page 160 and 161: "You can't keep doing this," she gr
- Page 162 and 163: He stopped walking. "We could go."
- Page 164 and 165: I was kissing Mason, but in my head
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- Page 168 and 169: She eyed me. "How much do you know?
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- Page 172 and 173: Intrigued gazes turned her way agai
- Page 174 and 175: He laughed. "Of course you are. I c
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- Page 180 and 181: spreading rumors about her? I'd had
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- Page 196 and 197: We turned and walked down a narrow
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- Page 202 and 203: framed his face and stood out again
- Page 204 and 205: Isaiah smoothed his shirt—not tha
- Page 206 and 207: "Rose!" exclaimed Mason. I ignored
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- Page 218 and 219: I held his gaze, willing him to und
- Page 220 and 221: One of the guards shoved Christian.
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- Page 224 and 225: He sighed. "I hope … I hope when
- Page 226 and 227: "Children, children," crooned Isaia
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to get to town fast, and I prayed Christian and I could take down any creepy stalker guy who<br />
tried to mess with us.<br />
Fortunately, when the car pulled over, it was just a middle-aged couple who looked more<br />
concerned than anything else. "You kids okay?"<br />
I jerked my thumb behind me. "Our car slid off the road. Can you take us to town so I can call<br />
my dad?"<br />
It worked. Fifteen minutes later, they dropped us off at a gas station. I actually had trouble<br />
getting rid of them because they wanted to help us so much. Finally, we convinced them we'd<br />
be fine, and we walked the few blocks over to the bus station. As I'd suspected, this town wasn't<br />
much of a hub for real travel. Three lines serviced the town: two that went to other ski resorts<br />
and one that went to Lowston, Idaho. From Lowston, you could go on to other places.<br />
I'd half-hoped that we might beat Mason and the others before their bus came. Then we could<br />
have hauled them back without any trouble. Unfortunately, there was no sign of them. The<br />
cheery woman at the counter knew exactly who we were talking about, too. She confirmed that<br />
all three of them had bought tickets to Spokane by way of Lowston.<br />
"Damn it," I said. The woman raised her eyebrows at my language. I turned to Christian. "You<br />
got money for the bus?"<br />
Christian and I didn't talk much along the way, except for me to tell him he'd been an idiot<br />
about Lissa and Adrian. By the time we reached Lowston, I finally had him convinced, which<br />
was a minor miracle. He slept the rest of the way to Spokane, but I couldn't. I just kept thinking<br />
over and over that this was my fault.<br />
It was late afternoon by the time we reached Spokane. It took a few people, but we finally<br />
found someone who knew the shopping center Dimitri had mentioned. It was a long ways from<br />
the bus station, but it was walkable. My legs were stiff after almost five hours of riding a bus,
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