Darker Days

the opposite direction.

Lukas didn’t hesitate. He took off after her.

And I took off after him. I called out several times for him to stop. This was exactly what she wanted us to do. But Lukas ignored me.

Down the street and around the corner, Meredith ran like a cheetah on crack. Either the chick was rocking some serious training, or she’d mojoed herself into channeling a professional sprinter. I managed to catch up to Lukas with little trouble, but catching Meredith was another story. She kept her generous lead, seeming to slow only when we were in danger of losing sight. She really wanted us to follow. Knowing that, I should have stopped. Should have grabbed Lukas by the back of the shirt and hauled his ass back to the office. That was what the logic bird perched on my shoulder chirped in my ear, anyway.

Of course, it wasn’t what I did.

We followed her into the new real estate development at the edge of The Ledges. A cheerful billboard showing off a very PC interracial couple lounging on their front lawn at sunset greeted us as we approached. The picture showed swanky houses sitting on perfect, plastic looking lawns, and behind them, fluffy white cloud- lettering read Heaven’s Gates. Sometimes, the people of Penance took the whole biblical thing just a little too far.

Most of the homes were still empty. They’d only finished the first round and had just broken ground on the second set.

“You think she went inside one?” We stopped running to get our bearings and scan the area. There were several squawking black birds on the lawn to our right, but other than that, everything was still.

Lukas bent over, trying to catch his breath. “I lost sight of her just after she turned the corner.”

I glanced down the street. Six houses. Three on each side. It was getting dark, and there weren’t as many streetlights out this way—not yet—but the white house on the end caught my eye. The door was open. A big walk this way sign. Meredith obviously wasn’t one for subtlety. “That one.”

We raced over the lawn and stepped across the threshold. At first, everything was quiet. The white marble entryway spilled seamlessly into a sprawling living room, carpeted in lush royal blue. The walls were accented with gold trimming, and the baseboards had thin strips of delicate, blue-flowered wall borders that went around the entire room.

Empty.

Cautiously—and to Lukas’ irritation—I took the lead and steered us toward the kitchen. A few take-out bags on the floor in the middle of the room, half a six-pack of Pepsi, but no Meredith.

The rest of the first floor played out the same. Each room was empty but with small signs that someone had been there. An empty soda cup. A handful of dirty napkins. Half a cheeseburger…

“Let’s check upstairs,” I whispered. Stupid, really. The whispering. She’d left the door open on purpose. She already knew we were there. Trying to be stealthy had no advantage, but it was habit. Mom had ingrained it on my soul at an early age. Besides, I needed the practice.

Up the spiral stairs, we finally found Meredith in the master bedroom. She was all smiles, wearing tight black jeans and a blue shirt that looked like she’d painted it on—and she wasn’t alone.

Against the far corner of the room, a guy—probably in his early twenties—sat bound to a rickety looking chair. He struggled against his bonds, eyes darting from Lukas to me like he was trying to decide if we were there to help—or make things worse.

“It certainly took you long enough,” she said, patting her friend on the head like a good puppy.

I gave her a casual shrug. “We stopped for Chinese on the way. I never deal with crazy on an empty stomach.”

“Aren’t you sassy?” Meredith grinned. “So how are you enjoying the shore leave, Lukas? Life out of the box all you remember?”

He crossed the room and grabbed her shoulders, pushing her back against the wall. For a second, I thought he was going to hit her. I knew that expression. The twitch of his lip, the flash of red-hot rage in his eyes, all signs that control was slipping. But he reined it in. “What are you doing here?”

“At the moment? Getting assaulted.” She wiggled under his grasp, never losing her smile. “Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind you assaulting me, but if you’ll kindly let me breathe, I can fill you in.”

It took a moment, but surprisingly, Lukas released her and stepped back to where I was. “Talk,” he commanded.

“I can understand that you’re not happy to see me. After all, the last time we met I wasn’t very…friendly.” Her smile widened. “But what’s done is done. I have an offer for you.”

“’Cause we’d want whatever you’re selling,” I said.

“You’re very rude,” she said, eyes narrowing in my direction. Lukas was right. She was beautiful. Meredith had that kind of dark, sensual look that guys went crazy for. Too bad all the rocks in her head were loose and rattling around. “I don’t much care for your attitude.”

I smiled. “I don’t have an attitude—I’m just spunky.”

“I’ll warn you once more. Don’t interrupt me.” She began to pace. “I don’t take kindly to it. They always interrupted me. Like the things I had to say were of no importance.” Sugarcoated smile back in place, she turned to Lukas. “I miss you and want to make up for what I did. Now that some time has passed, I can admit I was a bit rash.”

“Rash?” Lukas repeated, eyes wide.

Mom and I had gone up against some winners, but this chick took the cake. “You trapped him in the box with the Seven Deadly Sins and slaughtered your entire family. That’s a little past rash, don’t you think?”

Meredith sighed. She stopped pacing, head swiveling toward me, and frowned. “I asked you not to interrupt me.”

I met her gaze and smiled sweetly. “And last year, I asked for a puppy. Didn’t get it, though.”

She sighed and snapped her fingers. “On top of rude, you’re very disrespectful. I’ve wiped my ass with bigger, badder things.”

I bit back a laugh. “And that’s supposed to—”

At first, it was a tickle blooming deep in the pit of my stomach. In seconds, it turned into a sort of falling sensation. The feeling that comes as the roller coaster crests the hill and starts its downward plunge. My mouth went dry and the surface of my tongue started to itch. Suddenly, it was impossible to swallow.

Meredith giggled and waved her hand. It was like an invisible boxer walked up and sucker punched me in the gut. The air expelled from my lungs and I shot backward, crashing into the wall.

Head cracking hard against the plaster, everything swam for a minute. A muddy mix of colors swirled and danced as I struggled to fill my empty lungs. I tried to step away but found I couldn’t move my legs. Or my arms. My mouth opened to protest—at least it tried to—but that didn’t work, either.

Meredith winked at me and turned back to Lukas.

“What did you do?” he demanded, rushing to my side. I could feel his fingers clamp down around my arms, could feel their warmth and the pressure as he tugged, but he had as much luck as I did.

“Oh, relax. As soon as we’re done here, I’ll let the bitch go.” She snapped her fingers twice. “Now pay attention because I’m only going to say this once.”

He let go of my arm and gave her his full attention.

“As I said before I was so rudely interrupted—” She glared at me. “I realize I may have acted a bit rash when we saw each other last.”

“You condemned me to an eternity in hell—all for a man you’d just met.”

She laughed. It was an insane sound that reminded me of a cross between a witch’s Halloween cackle and shattering glass. “You think I locked you in that box because of Wrath? Silly, simple Lukas.”

“I did nothing to you,” he growled. “If not because I threatened to tell your father of your affairs, then why?”

“I’ll admit—your threats made me angry.” She reached out and stroked his cheek. “Very angry. You were trying to control me. Telling me what to do. Everyone was always telling me what to do. Poor, feeble Meredith. A simple woman. She needs to be coddled and controlled. It grew tiresome.”