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“You?” said Nick. He glanced between Calla and Ryan.
“But . . .”
“Oh, he started all of them. I just helped them along.” She rolled her fingertips through the flame she’d created. “The first one was an accident, I think. He and one of his idiot friends were goofing off at the house next door, putting lighter fluid in water guns. I just fed a little power into it, and the whole place went up like a match.” She snapped her fingers. “He liked that.
It got a little addictive. For both of us, I think.”
Then she made a face, similar to the one she made when the broccoli was missing salt. “Though he was kind of a pain to follow around.”
“You killed a fireman,” said Hunter, his voice tight.
“I didn’t kill anyone,” she said. “He did.”
“But you drove the fires,” said Gabriel. “It was your rage I felt ”
“Oh yeah?” Her eyes flashed with the brightness of the flames in the room. She smiled and crushed the fire in her palm.
“Prove it.”
“You’re drawing the Guides here,” said Nick. “They were already watching this area, but ”
“That’s the whole point,” she said, and the flames around her grew. “We want them to come. That’s why I drew pentagrams in the houses ”
“You drew them?” said Gabriel. “But why do you want the Guides to come?”
“So we can destroy them.” Her gaze settled on Hunter. “I think you might know about the last two we killed? Convenient rock slide, huh?”
Hunter lifted the gun.
“Go ahead,” she said. “Shoot me. We want a war.”
He cocked the gun.
Then high-pressure water was blasting into them all, knocking them to the ground and soaking their clothes.
And putting out every last inch of flame.
CHAPTER 42
The holding cell was a lot easier to take the second time around.
Because this time Gabriel was sharing space with Nick and Hunter.
They sat against the back wall, their clothes still damp from the fire hoses. Gabriel was freezing, but he couldn’t ask his twin to warm the air. Nick looked exhausted, as if it were a good thing the wall was there to hold him upright.
“You sure Layne will be all right?” Gabriel said.
Nick didn’t even open his eyes. “For the fifteenth time, yes.
I’m sure.”
She’d been loaded onto a stretcher while cops were handcuff-ing them. Gabriel had tried to tell them Nick wasn’t involved, but they’d ignored him. Calla Dean had disappeared.
And what would he say about her anyway?
He glanced at Nick. “I bet an arrest record will help the college search.”
“I’ll use it as my learning experience for the application es-says.” Nick looked over, and Gabriel could read the worry in his eyes. “What do you think’s going to happen?”
