Page 28 of Psycho


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“On it,” Wizard said. He swiped the screen and quickly said, “There’s one point-six miles from here.”

“Step on it,” Psycho tells Menace, and he does.

It took us two tries, as there were only two Popeyes in the city, but I definitely recognized the second. Menace pulled the SUV into the parking lot.

“What now?”

I gazed at the weedy lot behind and slowly lifted my hand. “Through there. That’s from where I ran.”

“We can’t drive through there, we have to go around,” Psycho commented.

“Let me go grab a street name.” Wizard hopped out of the car and I watched as his lithe body ran effortlessly through the lot and the weeds. He returned a minute later.

“East 4th Street,” he said, hopping in and putting it into his tablet. “Turn right out of the lot.”

Once we reached the street, I was able to show them the cul-de-sac street. My heart leapt in my chest when I immediately identified the yellow house. “There,” I whispered.

Menace parked the SUV a few doors down and across the street.

“What’s your plan?” I asked Psycho.

He looked at Menace, Chaos, and Wizard, then back to me. “Kicking in doors is all I got.”

“I’m not opposed to that,” Menace said with a wicked gleam in his freakish eyes.

“I’ll stay in the car with Nera,” Wizard offered. “Let you know if I see anybody go in or out.”

“Perfect.” Psycho looked at Chaos and Menace. “I’ll take the back, each of you take a side.” He looked at me. “What can you tell us about the layout of the house?”

I tried to remember. “Front door leads to a living room. Behind that is a dining room I had to run through that leads to a back room where they were keeping us. To the left when you walk in the front door is a hallway leading to bedrooms. I think that’s where the vamps sleep.”

“No basement?” Menace asked.

“No,” Wizard said. “Hacked into the county website. Here’s the layout.” He turned the tablet around showing us the address and the house’s specs.

“Seems simple enough. Let’s go.” Psycho twirled a dagger in his fist that he seemed to produce from nowhere. Menace and Chaos held handguns and I noticed a few other things strapped to Menace’s belt.

Is that a hand grenade?

I yanked on the sleeve of Psycho’s black tee that barely fit around his biceps. “Please be careful? They’re so fast.”

“They are weak during the day. The sun lulls them to sleep,” Wizard commented.

“Good. Godspeed,” I said as they exited the SUV, chewing my lip in stress.

They sped across the street and I watched as the three of them branched off around the house.

“Wish I had time to put cameras in there,” Wizard muttered.

“Oh, I’m sure they have some,” I commented.

He looked at me and snapped his fingers before pushing his glasses up his face. “Good call. Let me check the Wi-Fi, see if I can’t access any local cameras on the network.”

I smiled at his nerdiness. Or perhaps it was genius.

“How long have you been with the Bayou Wolves?” I asked him while I watched the house.

“Only a couple of years,” he answered, his eyes on the tablet as he tapped away on it.

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