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begin their attack, you, Tiny, and twenty of his best men will storm Jacob’s compound and kill whoever is there.”
    They were, by John’s estimation, five miles from the house where Jacob hid. He was certain he could find it easily from the memories he’d stolen.
    “This sounds good,” John said of Larry’s plans, “but what do we do with Abigail?”
    Abigail straightened in her chair, “What? I wanna fight.”
    “No arguments,” John raised a finger at her to cut her off before she could plead.
    “I’ve already got that taken care of,” Larry said, “in fact, I’m going to take her to one of our safe-houses tonight.”
    John stared at Larry, no need to articulate the threat — do not let anything happen to her .
    Larry nodded.
    John said, “Sounds like a decent plan. But what happens after that? We still have the Feds after us. Some people there want me gone,” He was being deliberately obtuse so as not to share too much with Tiny and risk unraveling a tapestry which would lead to Caleb.
    “We can stay hidden from them a lot longer than from Jacob,” Larry said. “I’ve got it all worked out. And, like we talked about before, once we kill Jacob, you reach out to the man who visited you. Let him know the threat has been dealt with, and maybe they leave Hope alone.”
    Assuming they haven’t already gotten to her.
    John looked at Tiny, “Do your guys know what they’re in for? Do they realize how dangerous this is?”
    “They see it as a challenge,” Tiny said laughing. “These are some of the hardest thugs I know. Most importantly, they’re discreet. And a chance to kill some monsters? Shit, they’re all over that!”
    “Yes, but they’re going up against at least one vampire and God only knows what else Jacob might bring,” John said. “They need to know that. They need to shoot straight in the head, repeatedly. Then torch the bodies.”
    Tiny laughed, a big infectious guffaw, “They ain’t scared of monsters, dude. I told you, these men are soldiers.”
    John laughed, “I can’t believe we’re gonna try this.”
    Larry and Tiny turned John’s laughter into a chorus, as Abigail stared at her sneakers, propped up on the table.
    She glanced up, then said, “Can I make one request, since one, some, or all of us might be dead in a day or so?”
    All eyes turned to her.
    “I’d like a last meal. I haven’t had a burger and fries in forever.”

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CHAPTER 6 — Jacob and Caleb

    Jacob

    Jacob sat alone in the darkened basement of his home, surrounded by 25 red onyx stones, neatly laid in a circle around him — stones from Otherworld which strengthened his reception to the girl’s thoughts.
    He watched through her eyes, listened through her ears, and could also hear her thoughts as the group planned their ill-conceived invasion.
    Jacob had to laugh at their arrogance, assuming a bunch of gangbangers could handle his army, depleted as it was. He also laughed at their ignorance. Not one of them had picked up on the fact that he’d planted a spell on the girl which allowed him to tap into her eyes, ears, and brain at will.
    He watched as she scribbled crude drawings on her sneakers. She was pretending indifference, in hopes that the adults might be more forthcoming than if she paid strict attention. Smart girl.
    He wondered if she were always this cunning or if it was an effect of The Darkness now living inside her.
    Whatever the case, none of it mattered. He would soon have the girl and would use her to lure his brothers back to him. Then, he’d finally be able to leave this Godforsaken hellhole.

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    Caleb

    Caleb twisted the cap on the pill bottle repeatedly as he sat in his hotel room waiting for a phone call.
    Duncan suggested he stay in a hotel, with a guard outside his room, because they suspected once the Guardians had started searching for John, using Trackers, Otherworlders who could sniff out their own kind, that it would only be a matter of time before Jacob got wind of the search.
    Caleb sorted through the events in his head, wondering how John could kill his wife? His memories had not returned, beyond his dreams anyway, but those dreams were growing more vivid by the minute. He flashed back on the dream, seeing Johnny’s wide eyes staring back at him. So innocent, still a child, in stark contrast to Jacob’s cold-blooded murder of their mother. How could one brother turn on another?
    These thoughts led down a familiar and lonely road — to Julia. He