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“Goddammit,” I whine with a groan. “It’s the girls.” The deep locks of interweaved auburn strands couldn’t be anyone else but Hailey’s.
Shit.
“I bet Rory’s the one having a bowling match with your furniture upstairs,” I explain after I tell them who else I saw down here.
“Where do you think they went?” Eli says, pulling out his phone and doing the first smart thing since the power went out. He turns on his flashlight, and Cole and I follow shortly after.
“They got into the breaker box,” Cole growls, charging down the opposite hallway from the feisty little minx herself.
I trudge following them because I’m not going to be left alone with two crazy-ass chicks running around senile. No way!
Together the three of us light up a small patch of the blackened area as we make our way into the garage.
“Well, on the bright side, we know for sure it’s the girls, at least,” Eli says, flicking a hand at the multicolored link toy. The child’s knickknack blocks us from opening the breaker.
Those bitches—
The fainttap, tap, taphas each of our heads whipping sideways. Rory and Hailey stand outside the window with smiles plastered to their cheeks so sweet they could give me a toothache.
Victory gleams from their every pore and Hailey has the audacity to blow a kiss our way before twiddling her fingers under her chin. Rory simply flips us off.
The sound of metal screeching as it dies draws my attention away and back over to Cole, who’s easily shredded the small plastic pieces in half. The miniature metal door smacks as it slams wide open to the opposite side. Dozens of black switches are all flipped off inside.
I reach around him, ready to turn them back on, when his hand stops me. “Should we put it to a vote, or are we in agreement we need to remind the girls who we are?” he wonders aloud. A cold glint of mischief flashes in his gaze.
“No need,” Eli says, stretching an arm over my shoulder and flipping only one switch between us.
My shoulders smooth out as I watch him move inside our parked car and push the button to unlock the garage door. Eli’d flips the power switch for this space.
Twitching, my fingers jump with the same energy as the gears. My anticipation climbs, soaring higher, with the weighted steel.
“They want to play games—”
“—Let’s show them how good hellhounds are at tracking prey,” Cole says, finishing my thought.
A swell of newfound adrenaline courses through my veins. My blood pumps faster. The door is almost high enough…
Laughter rings out, carrying in the wind. I don’t bother shifting my focus away from what’s in front of me. Knowing if the girls are still by the window would only take away from the fun. The chase.
“On my count,” Cole starts, humming with the same hot energy as me. “One…”
“Two…”
“Three,” I whisper, feeling lethal.
These girls want to crash our party? Fine. Let’s remind them how hellhounds like to play.
My heart thumps, feral in my chest.
Who would’ve thought this event just got a whole lot more entertaining?
Side to side does my chin shift until I find my prey. Hailey’s browns catch my hazels a decent way away. Long gone is that smug, cocksure attitude of hers. Effortlessly, I read her hesitation. Her confidence of earlier swallowed roughly down her throat.
She chokes that down too and once again does her tenacity steel over in the darkness of the evening sky. Unmoving, I watch as her feet carry her. She disappears like a phantom in the night behind a wooded patch of thick trees.
I couldn’t care less as to where my sister went. I’ve found my victim and I’m not letting her slip away so easily this time.
In my head, I count to ten and then, on your mark, get set…
