Devils Roses 05 - Death by Tara Brown Read Free Book Online Page B

downstairs can't be the only ones here."
    I think for a minute. "Is there a basement?" The blonde shakes her head. "I only ever saw the room. I was in my bed and then I was in that bed."
    My eyes dart at Ari. "Someone who can flash."
    She bites her lip. "Jonathan?"
    I shake my head. "I don’t know. Let's get the hell out of here." My stomach is rumbling. The idea of it being a trap is starting to form. I run down the hall getting the girls from the room. Every time I have six I flash them to Lydia's grass. The second trip Annabelle is shouting at me but I flash so fast I miss what she is saying.
    I leave the last of them there and flash back to Ari.
    "I sent a text to O and Trist and told them what the naked blood bags were doing on the lawn." She looks around the room disgustedly and puts her phone away.
    "Lorri is gonna shit," I mumble.
    "I sent her a message too."
    I glance at her. "Great. She's gonna yell at us for taking this on alone."
    "YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT I AM!" Her blood red boots stomp across the hallway.
    She looks angry but sexier than normal. I glance at her tan skirt and white blouse that's opened a little, revealing her ample chest and cross necklace she wears to spite the haters. Her red hair is spiky still but softer, more glamorous and she is wearing earth tones makeup.
    I frown. "Were you on a date?"
    She scowls and I can see her past the mask of prettiness. "Yes," she seethes. "Now explain this fast. She thinks I'm in the bathroom."
    I gasp. "She's human?"
    She blushes. "Aimee?"
    Wide eyed, I glance at Ari. She has her badass teenager look pasted across her face, "They flash them in and out. The girls haven’t seen the rest of the house."
    "Daniel had houses like this but I couldn’t ever figure out who did the flashing for him. It can't be just Jonathan. There has to be another who can flash. Who do we have?"
    "Me, you, Dorian, Oliver, Aleks and Phillip. I guess Trist and O could probably learn it, if they had to. For the record my money is on Dorian."
    Lorri snorts sarcastically. "Yeah, maybe it's me or Aleks. Burn it to the ground. I'll arrange a mission. The nest of them must be around here somewhere." She glances at me. "Not today though. Firstly, I am on the first date I have been on in a long time where I feel like this is the one. And ever if she wasn’t the one, I need to get laid Aimee. Secondly, we need Aleks's dad. So stop dicking around and go back to Maine." She is gone, leaving only a waft of her expensive perfume behind her.
    "That was awkward."
    Ari puts a hand out. "I really hope she gets laid. Cause she is snippy." I take it and we are in the cold air of Maine. My boots crunch on the forest floor.
    "Do you really think it's one of us?"
    I shrug. "Dorian is the only one that can make one of me. Phillip can flash but he's nephilim and you guys are friggen weird. Me and Aleks would never do a dark thing."
    Ari shakes her head. "No. Dorian would never. I know he wouldn’t. I'm super curious about Oliver and Philip though."
    "Fucking angels."
    "Yup." We walk out of the woods and up to the house where Lucas lived as a child. Horrified faces watch our every move.
    I stop and look at them and then back to Ari. I stifle a giggle when I see the amount of black and red blood sprayed across the front of her. I look down at myself and nod. "We better get cleaned up."
    "Oh shit. Where were you two?" I look up at Lucas storming across the grass to us.
    I lick my lips and hurry up the stairs. Ari is hot on my heels. "Busy," she says and we run inside of the large log house. The inside of it is gorgeous.
"Philip and Trist would die and go to gay heaven in this place."
    Ari laughs nervously and closes the door. She turns the lock. Lucas bangs on the door and looks through the glass.
    "Ari open the door."
    She stands at the door and speaks through her teeth, "Go see if Janine will let you in. Asshole."
    We walk up the stairs but Aleks flashes into the house and stands on the stairs in our way.
    "What's