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“Humiliating…and…?”
Eva’s cheeks heated at the memory of being pinned beneath Logan. Only it wasn’t embarrassment making her face feel sunburned. It was lust. Pure, unadulterated lust.
“I don’t want to talk about it.” Or the fact that he’d been in her hotel room again last night.
“Hmm,” Keeley teased. “Must have been good.”
Eva sighed as they turned the corner. A buttery cinnamon scent mingled with the heady aroma of DART’s freshly brewed coffee made her stomach rumble.
Raised voices interrupted her drooling, and she paused, waiting for Keeley to catch up. “Does that sound like Sig? And Carlos?”
Keeley gave up digging for whatever she was looking for in her tote and hurried to catch up as another round of shouting fired up. “Definitely Sig. And Benji too. I think they’re in the cafeteria fighting with people again.”
“A Guardian is dead because of you,” Sig bellowed. “I want to know who was there.”
A chorus of “fuck offs” rose, and then the sound of crashing furniture. Broken glass. And fists on flesh.
“Oh, shit.” Eva sprinted to the cafeteria entrance, Keeley on her heels. She skidded around the corner, thankful she was in flats today.
“Demons! They’re fucking demons!”
She came to a hard stop, barely avoiding being brained by a thrown chair. And then came a sound that chilled her to the bone. One she’d only heard once during a grisly live demonstration last month. But it was a noise she’d never forget.
Ch-pop! Ch-pop! Ch-pop!
Silence stretched. Then came the screams. And the blood. It streamed and pooled from the two shredded bodies on the floor, two DART people. Twodemons.
Holy shit, Shanea was a demon? And Noah? She’d seen both of them just an hour ago, looking perfectly human. Now, Shanea had black horns, and Noah had scales on his ruined face.
“What the—?”
Sig stood there, the new Aegis pistol in his hand. His stunned expression slowly morphed into a mask of horror as he realized what he’d just done. Benji, Carlos, and Mason had frozen in shock, their wide eyes shifting between Sig and the two dead demons.
Everyone had frozen.
And then Sig charged for the exit.
“Sig!” Carlos yelled as the cafeteria erupted in shouts and screams once again.
“Fucking Aegis!”
“Kill those fuckers!”
Oh, shit.
“Run!” Mason grabbed Eva and Keeley and flung them toward the side door.
Threats following them, they ran, everyone scrambling after Carlos, who sprinted toward a crowd down the street.
“This way!” Carlos called out as they ducked and weaved through festival chaos. Costumed horses pulled carts, and people in medieval garb danced through the streets. And thank God for all of it.
Eva ran next to Keeley, who maneuvered better in heels than Eva did in flats.
“Thank God for whatever this festival is,” Keeley shouted over at Eva as they passed a band of colorful jesters playing instruments Eva had never seen. “It’s gotta be Divine intervention. We have right on our sides.”
Keeley was trying to be comforting, but her words just settled in the pit of Eva’s stomach.
Alotof dead Guardians had had right on their sides.
