Chapter 57

An unmarked car rolled to a stop in front of the cemetery, signaling the end to my five minutes of peace. Shortest five minutes ever.

Reluctantly, I lifted my head from Sawyer's beefy shoulder and untangled my hand from Eddie's, then hopped down from the log pile in their backyard. "Welp, time to go."

Sawyer jumped down, too, executing the movement flawlessly for the mountain of a vamp he was. "You sure that's him?"

"Oh yeah." Even from this distance, Detective Appelt's fury rolled from the car in oily black waves.

It was frowned upon to escape jail after an arrest - who knew? - and since he'd been the one to arrest me, I was sure he was pissed. But that angry road went both ways. He'd stolen my slayer power in a creepy black cell in the police station's basement.

I intended to get it back. With violence, if necessary, or at the very least, a good old-fashioned kidnapping.