I see a man – a young man, hoodie up, cigarette in hand. Someone who couldn’t possibly have been alive two decades ago.
Someone I’ve fucking seen before.
Someone who has been using my sister to no doubt get close to us.
Katara’s so-called fucking boyfriend.
You Are No Coward
Sienna
It’s much later, and both Jayce and I have stopped at a takeaway to grab a bite to eat. We’re sitting in one of the red booths under the bright fluorescent lights. Ahren’s taken the man to the plane; security will be tight, and he will be put into a safe house in Alaska under Royce and Skyla’s care. Before he left, I had gotten all of the images we needed from his mind.
“Are you certain it’s him?” I ask Jayce, taking a sip of my Coca-Cola.
When Jayce said he knew the man, that was shocking enough, but when he said it was Katara’s boyfriend, that was even more worrisome.
It makes me uneasy. Is he trying to get close to Jayce and his family?
“Yeah.” Jayce nods as he bites into his burger.
“And he was alive twenty years or so ago, meaning he isn’t the age he appears to be. Meaning Katara is dating an older man,” I say quietly, the thought making me sick.
Jayce’s eyes flash. “Yeah, but as much as I want to find him and fucking destroy him, we have to wait. Ahren said he’ll be back with answers, so until then, we wait.”
I nod. “Shouldn’t you warn Katara?” I ask; I’ve cast a privacy spell just in case.
“Na, I’ve told Dad to keep an eye on her, so she doesn’t try to sneak out, but we have to keep what we know on the downlow; we don’t want him to figure it out.”
He’s right.
Ahren didn’t delay either, saying he’ll head back in time to Italy and see what was in the pages that were destroyed. He’s meant to meet up with us later, so until then we’re just waiting.
I wish I could speak to Heaven and Allie about this. Gods, I miss them both. I want to tell them I’ve marked him, too. We’ve scheduled a video call for later tonight; Allie is on a mission and won’t be back until after two in the morning. It’s already past twelve, and we’re still out.
“Vincenzo Bianchi… Did Uncle Leo say anything about that?” I ask. Jayce shakes his head.
“Not yet. I’m sure he’ll be able to find something; there’s only so much a person can hide. Everyone has a digital footprint. And Leo has his way when it comes to the web.”
I nod as I take some fries and nibble on them slowly. “Yeah… I guess so. I just feel on edge,” I admit truthfully. “Really uneasy.”
“Yeah, me too,” he admits quietly.
“Wait, am I sensing your emotions?” I ask, doubtful for a second.
“Or am I sensing yours?” he counters arrogantly. “I assure you, I keep my emotions in check.”
I smile slightly, but it doesn’t take away the uneasiness that is growing in the pit of my stomach. I feel as if something is coming…
And the dome, it keeps entering my thoughts, a silent reminder that I need to go back. Is that where the answers lie?
“There’s still nothing on the dome either, and yet I feel as if something is left incomplete,” I say quietly.
He takes another bite of his burger. “Maybe the answer is in your dreams.”
“Maybe…”
“Now that the bond is complete, maybe I can stabilise you if you were to push for information within those visions,” he suggests. I look up at him, knowing he hates the mention of Helios, but right now I need to mention him.