Page 333 of Storm (Elemental 1)


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“If we go to the center of town,” said Michael, “an earthquake would definitely get his attention—”

“Or,” said Becca, “maybe we could try something completely mundane.”

Now they all looked at her.

She pointed at Casper. “He’s a police dog, isn’t he? Can he track a scent?”

“Sure.” Hunter frowned. “But we’d need something of the Guide’s to track.”

“Maybe not.” She fished the second cell phone from her pocket and held it out. “How about something of Chris’s?”

Becca trudged beside Hunter, following the plume of Casper’s tail as he bounded ahead of them through the underbrush.

“We’ve already come this way,” she said, just to break the silence.

“Looks like an army came through here,” Hunter answered, though she had no idea how he could tell the difference. Just looked like a bunch of brush and branches to her. “Maybe Casper can pick up a second trail.”

She didn’t understand how he could be acting so normally, as if he dealt with things like guns and violence and missing Elementals on a daily basis.

Then again, maybe he did.

“So are you going to tell me?” she said.

“Tell you what?”

Was he deliberately being infuriating? “You said you’re not an Earth,” she said. “So which one are you?”

He laughed and gave her a sidelong glance. “Come on, Becca.”

“Come on what?” she said. “Just—no more games. No more lies. Just tell me.”

Hunter stopped and turned to look down at her. A line appeared between his eyebrows. “You’re serious.”

“Yeah.”

“But—” He frowned. “The way people hassle you at school. You work with dogs. I mean—your mom’s a nurse, for god’s sake. And then, you said Drew tried—on the field last night.” He ran a hand through his hair. “I never thought what it would be like for a girl, but—”

God, she wanted to punch him! “What the hell are you talking about?”

“He’s a Fifth,” said Michael, stepping up beside her.

“Yeah.” Hunter glanced at him, then back at her. That line still hung between his brows. “Like you.”

She shook her head, wishing people would stop assuming she was with the Merricks. “I’m not one of them. Tyler only thought that because I saved Chris that night.”

“You are, Becca,” he said. “You have to be. I can tell—”

“Hunter, I’m not.”

“You are.”

She glanced at Michael and Gabriel, hoping they’d look as skeptical as she felt, but they didn’t.

They looked intrigued.

This was ridiculous. They were wasting time. She looked back at Hunter. “Fine. Prove it.”

“People hassle you, right? Too much.” He tapped his chest. “It’s because our element is all about the spirit. Life. People are drawn to that—”

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