Bayou Shadow Hunter. Debbie Herbert

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      The only sound in the room was their joined breathing, hers lighter and more rapid than his. Her chest gently expanded and contracted. And then, oh-so-slowly, they eased their bodies together, and her cheek lay on his chest. Tombi leaned down and rested his chin on the cinnamon warmth of her dark hair.

      Outside, the sky darkened. Leaves and moss would begin to rustle in the ancient oaks. Soon, birds of the night would swoop from branch to branch, screeching and spying and reporting back to Nalusa on the hunters’ movements. Ishkitini, the horned owl, was the most ominous bird of prey, because his screech foretold a sudden death or murder. Will-o’-the-wisps would glow and skitter about with the energy of the trapped deceased.

      The windowpane’s reflection captured their joined silhouette like a flickering trick of the eye. Nebulous and passing, a fragile thing of impermanence. Tombi closed his eyes and stroked her arms. They were as soft and slender as a robin’s wing.

      The phone rang, and she jerked and wiggled out of his embrace, returning to the table to pick up her cell phone.

      â€œHow is she?” Annie asked, face set in tense worry. “Uh-huh. That’s good...right?”

      Reassured the call wasn’t death news, Tombi let himself out the front door and stood on the porch. She’d appreciate her privacy. The heat and the night pressed down on him, cloying and heavy.

      He had to return to the others. His duty was clear. Somehow, he must convince Annie to come with him. This cottage wasn’t safe for a young woman alone. She’d been lured once by a will-o’-the-wisp. It could happen again. Their call was almost impossible to ignore.

      And then there were Tia Henrietta’s words. Annie is your destiny. Without her, you fail. And as he’d started to straighten, the old woman’s hand had gripped his with surprising strength. Take care of my granddaughter.

      Destiny? Destiny be damned. It was enough that the gods had placed this duty on him, this infernal battle with Nalusa and his shadows. No doubt Annie could prove useful with her extraordinary hearing. But that tiny woman wasn’t a key to battling evil. She didn’t stand a chance against dark forces she’d never before encountered. If she was an innocent, he reminded himself grimly. And as far as taking care of Annie...wasn’t it enough that his fellow hunters depended on him as their leader? He didn’t need another burden.

      The door creaked open, and she stood beside him.

      â€œHow’s your grandmother?”

      â€œMiss Verbena says her vital signs are stabilized, but she’s in a coma.”

      He tried to find comforting words. “Her brain just needs a rest while she battles the poison.”

      â€œI don’t like it.” Her voice was small, weak.

      He should say something sweet, something comforting. But he didn’t know how. Even his twin, Tallulah, wasn’t much good at sweet-talking. If Hanan were here, he would know. His friend was always quick with the comebacks and the right, appropriate thing to say. A real asset in his job as the county sheriff. Tombi stiffened, feeling awkward. “Come with me. Stay with my people.”

      She shot him a sideways glance. “Why?”

      â€œSo you can help us.”

      She sniffed and turned for the door.

      He’d said the wrong thing.

      â€œAnd because we could use your gift. We...apparently, need you.”

      â€œWell, I don’t need you. Grandma made me promise not to go to the hospital, but she can’t make me leave this house. I’m staying here in case Miss Verbena calls with more news.”

      â€œYou can take your phone with you.”

      â€œCoverage is spotty in the woods. I can’t chance it.”

      â€œBut even if there’s news, good or bad, there’s nothing you can do,” he pointed out.

      She gave him a look that would surely curdle even Nalusa’s milky venom. “I want to know everything the moment it happens.” Her words were slow and deliberate, as if she were talking to a not-so-bright child.

      An unexpected warmth flushed Tombi’s cheeks at her condescending tone. He scowled to cover his embarrassment. Time to show his ace in the hole. “Your grandmother asked me to take care of you.”

      â€œWhen?” Her eyes narrowed to suspicious slits.

      â€œThat time you saw me bending over her before the ambulance came.”

      â€œYou said she was incoherent.”

      â€œI was trying to save your pride.”

      They glared at one another. In the distance, an owl screeched. A bad sign.

      Very bad.

       Chapter 5

      Annie shivered, breaking the tension. “That owl sounds creepy.”

      â€œIshkitini,” Tombi grumbled. No good ever came of the horned owl’s cry. It often foretold death. But no sense troubling Annie with that information. She’d assume it was an omen about her grandmother, and then she’d never agree to go with him. Plus, he had to admit, he didn’t want to upset Annie.

      â€œA dangerous night to be alone. You’d be safer on the hunt with me,” he said.

      Her eyes shifted to the woods and back to him.

      She was weakening.

      â€œBesides, you shouldn’t be here alone tonight worrying about your grandmother. Go on the hunt with us. It will take your mind off your problems.”

      â€œWhy should I go? It’s obvious your friends don’t want me around. At least at home, I won’t be insulted.”

      Damn Tallulah and the others for their hostility. It had been a mistake to tell them he’d brought Annie to possibly find a traitor. Nobody appreciated a messenger with bad news. “You’ll be by my side during the hunt,” Tombi promised. “The others follow their own path in the night darkness.”

      She glanced over to the woods again. “I have to admit I’m curious about your hunt.” Her eyes met his. “Does what you do involve anything gruesome? You know, like, bloody stuff?”

      â€œNot usually.”

      â€œGood.” She pinned him with a hard look. “And in return for going tonight, you’ll teach me how to control my hearing?”

      â€œFor one night’s work?” The words tumbled out, unfiltered. СКАЧАТЬ