Luther's Return (Scanguards Vampires Book 10) by Tina Folsom Read Free Book Online Page B

move, repeating the same thing over and over again. Kimberly. There it was, Katie’s stage name. Was she calling for help?
    Katie used the mouse to go back in the video and played it again. This time she only looked at Isabelle’s lips. During her time on the stage, she’d learned to read lips—mostly because at the beginning of her career she’d had a hard time remembering her lines and had often needed the help of a prompter.
    I’m not Kimberly.
    Katie drew back in her chair. Isabelle hadn’t called for her to help her. She’d told her kidnapper that she wasn’t Kimberly. That she wasn’t the one he was after.
    The vampire taking Isabelle had mistaken her for Katie.
    “Oh God, no. It is my fault.”
    “What are you doing in here?”
    At the male voice, Katie whirled around and stared at the tall vampire entering the room.
    “I’m Haven’s sister…”
    “We’re on lockdown. Only Scanguards personnel are allowed.” Not too gently, he grabbed her by the arm.
    She tried to pull free, but he was too strong. Furious, she glanced at the badge dangling from his breast pocket and read his name.
    “My brother authorized me to be in here, Jake, and I’m sure he won’t be pleased that you’re throwing me out.”
    Jake grinned with an air of superiority. “Nice try, lady, but Haven knows better. Let’s go!”
    “Goddamn it!” she cursed under her breath. Just as she’d discovered something, some idiot was throwing her out.
    Haven was out following the lead they’d gotten; Yvette was probably back at home with her son and daughter, and Wes was nowhere to be seen. Most likely he was still at the university, helping with the interrogation of the students and audience members.
    Katie straightened her T-shirt after Jake had unceremoniously deposited her on the sidewalk outside of Mission HQ. For now, there was no way back into Scanguards’ shiny headquarters. But she knew how she could help nevertheless, because the realization that the kidnapper had been after her and not after Isabelle, had reminded her of something she’d tried to forget.
    Katie dug for her keys and headed for her car. She would be home in less than ten minutes, traffic permitting, and back here shortly after that. And then Samson and the rest of Scanguards would have to listen to her and accept her help. Because she could find Isabelle.
    She knew who’d taken her.

8
     
    Bare-chested, Luther remained chained to the table and floor in the interrogation room. The electrodes had been removed and the polygraph carted out of the room. It had been several minutes since Thomas and Eddie had left him, both with unreadable expressions on their faces.
    When the door opened anew, it was none other than Samson who entered. Gabriel followed him. The scar that reached from his ear to his chin gleamed under the harsh neon lights, making it look even more pronounced.
    The gazes of his visitors immediately shot to Luther’s disfigured chest and reminded him of the ugliness of his upper body. A strange look crossed Gabriel’s face, and for an instant, Luther thought he noticed his old friend’s scar twitching in brotherly compassion. But it had to be a trick of the light.
    Samson stopped in front of the table, looking down at him. The stress of the last hours showed on his face.
    “You passed the lie detector test.”
    Samson’s words were clipped, his jaw clenched, and it was evident that he hated to make such an admission.
    Luther lifted his hands, rattling his chains. “Well, then I guess we won’t need these anymore.”
    Samson snarled. “But I don’t trust you. For all I know you managed to beat the machine.”
    “Why does that not surprise me?” Luther replied dryly. He paused for effectiveness. “Oh yeah, it’s because you can’t let bygones be bygones!”
    The back of Samson’s hand hit him across the cheek. He swallowed the insult and faced him stoically, then slowly and deliberately turned his face to the other side.
    “Would you