"Well, what do you expect? He's vampire," Miranda smarted off.
Kylie ignored their squabbling this time to stare at the window in Holiday's office. She tuned her ears to see if she could hear Burnett inside.
All Kylie heard was someone punching buttons on Holiday's keyboard.
Kylie moved up on the porch. She hadn't yet gotten to the door when suddenly she recognized the scent and the cadence of breathing coming from Holiday's office. It wasn't Holiday.
Or Burnett.
What was he doing in Holiday's office?
She waved at her two friends and moved in to stand by Holiday's door. Derek, completely immersed in whatever it was on the computer screen, hadn't heard her. She studied him and remembered calling him from the cemetery, feeling as if he was the only one she could count on.
Sighing, she also recalled him telling her he loved her. She even remembered when it was with him that she would have shared those hot wonderful kisses. Not anymore.
"Hey." Kylie pushed back her crazy feelings.
He literally jumped out of the chair.
"Damn." He ran a hand over his face. "You ... startled me." Guilt filled his eyes.
"What were you doing?"
"Something I shouldn't be." A groan spilled from his lips. "Holiday asked me to man the office. When I sat down, her computer woke up. It was on her personal e-mail account, and..."
Kylie arched an eyebrow in accusation. "You were reading her personal e-mails?"
"Only because it involved Hannah." He motioned for her to shut the door.
She did and stepped into the room. Suddenly, she felt a little guilty, too, but if the information could help them ... "What did you find out?"
"The e-mail was from a private investigator. Holiday hired him to find her sister."
"Did he find out anything?" Kylie dropped into the chair facing the desk.
"No. But I didn't know that until I opened it." He pushed a hand over his face again. "Which I shouldn't have done. I saw it and I thought it might answer everything."
"I'd probably have done the same the thing," she said, not sure if it was the truth, but saying it for his benefit. "Where is Holiday?"
"She said something about seeing Burnett."
Kylie heard heavy footsteps, and then the door swung open. "It's not me she's seeing." Burnett's gaze zeroed in on Kylie. "Who's Blake?"
Kylie recalled Hannah saying that it could have been Blake who killed her. Kylie got a bad feeling. "Why?"
"Because that's who Holiday's with."
"That's not good." Kylie popped out of the chair. "Where's she at?"
"Who the hell is Blake?" Burnett asked, blocking Kylie's path.
"He's her ex-fiance."
Jealously flashed in Burnett's eyes.
"And, he might also be the person who killed her sister and the other girls."
Protectiveness replaced the jealousy in his eyes. His fangs dropped down a quarter of an inch from his top lip. He swung around and in a flash was gone.
It took a fraction of a second before she remembered she could flash just like Burnett. She glanced at Derek, and only when his eyes widened did she realize her own canines were elongated. No time to explain, she lit out of the room and the fizzle that she always felt in her veins when she went into protective mode started to buzz.
Kylie just prayed that the buzz was premature and Holiday wasn't in danger.
Chapter Twenty-five
Kylie caught Burnett's scent and in no time she flew beside him. They didn't stop until they came to a small restaurant on Main Street in downtown Fallen, Texas. Holiday's car was parked in front.
As soon as Burnett had his footing, he twitched his brows to check Kylie's pattern. He didn't say anything, but she saw the shock in his eyes before he turned back to the restaurant.
They rushed to the large front window. "In the back corner," Kylie said, her panic lessening at the sight of Holiday, alive, but not looking happy. Then again, she didn't appear in danger either. The man sitting across from her wore jeans and a light blue shirt. He was tall, dark, and ...
Kylie almost thought handsome, but stopped herself from going there.
"How did you know she was here?" she asked.
"When I saw she was gone, I called her. She said she was at the cafe, and when someone walked up, I heard her say his name."
Kylie looked back at the window and tuned her ears to hear Holiday's conversation.
"I just came here to ask you if you've seen her," Holiday said.
"And I came here to try to explain what happened," Blake countered. "I made a mistake. It's been over two years, and I haven't stopped loving you."
Burnett growled and moved for the door. Kylie caught his elbow. Dressed in all black today, he looked fierce.
"Wait," Kylie said.
"For what?" Burnett's nostrils flared.
"We need a plan."
"I've got one." His eyes grew brighter when Blake touched Holiday's arm.
"One that doesn't include murder," Kylie muttered, and then added, "You can't just storm in like a jealous boyfriend."
"I'm not jealous," he said.
Kylie heard his heart skip beats. Oh, that was so cool.
"Really?" Kylie arched a knowing brow at him.
"He killed her sister," Burnett defended himself.
"I said he might be the one who killed her."
"That's good enough for me." He reached for the door again. Kylie stopped him again.
"Do you really want this to be the way Holiday finds out her sister is dead? In public?"
He stepped back, his eyes telling her he'd seen reason. "Okay, what's your plan?"
She didn't have one, but said, "We hang back and watch."
He frowned. "He could pull a knife and kill her before I could save her."
"In public?" Kylie asked.
"It's not the smartest move, but this guy screwed up and lost Holiday. That tells me he's an idiot." Burnett never looked away from the window as he spoke. His eyes turned a brighter green. A low growl came from his lips. "He's touching her again."
"That's not why I called you, Blake." Holiday pulled her hand back. Her red hair hung loose and stood out against the pale yellow sundress that she wore. "I just want to find Hannah."
"But she's not letting him touch her," Kylie said. "Let's move before she spots us."
Too late.
Holiday looked up, and her eyes widened at the sight of them standing outside the glass door.
"You got a new plan?" Burnett asked. "Because I'm fresh out of ideas, and she looks pissed."