The Coming Storm by Flynn Eire Read Free Book Online

Brad Pitt in his twenties and air brushed him in the living. And no disrespect to Brad Pitt because the man was fine in any form, but this guy was like the ultimate embodiment of the actor on his best day, in perfect lighting, after someone touched up the photos, and… I don’t even know what, but my drool was pooling in my mouth as the blood did in my groin.
    Seattle dipped his head respectfully, speaking for us as the oldest. “Thank you, Director Fabian. And thank you for granting us an audience along with temporary safety in your mist. While we had planned to go directly to Parliament with what we found, when we discovered we were being pursued, we thought it best to inform our allies of what we learned while throwing them off our trail.”
    “Oh you do have your father’s gift for spinning things in a pretty light,” the vampire drawled, clucking his tongue. “You needed help. If you wanted to let us in the loop, you could have picked up the phone.”
    “No, because your phones are tapped,” I blurted out. Seriously? I needed to get my brain-to-mouth neurons checked. Did I not have any ability to keep my mouth shut?
    “Be mute once we’re in the coven,” Boston reminded me, barely breathing it in my ear. I nodded that I heard him, but well, apparently I was just an idiot.
    The man’s piercing stare fell on me, and I swear they flashed interest but I wasn’t really sure in what capacity. Probably at what I knew. “Explain that immediately.”
    “Director, with all due respect, my brother doesn’t know how the game is played,” Seattle interrupted as he waved me quiet. “You’d never let your people speak in a court where they didn’t know the rules.”
    “No, no I wouldn’t.” He nodded but his eyes still never left me, instead raking over my body. “No games then, because I feel this one is at the center of it. The deal was to let you in the coven and get the humans off your trail for this information. We have done as such. I want him to tell me the information because he will be truthful. After that you leave or you and I will strike another accord. I will not pressure him.”
    “My understanding was the deal was for the night or until our tail was gone,” I hedged, glancing at Seattle.
    “The humans have departed and circled back,” a man next to the director informed me. Damn, he was handsome too. Not in the smack you upside the head way their leader was but still in the top five best looking men I’d ever laid eyes on. “We’ve kept our end unless our gracious leader decides on more.”
    “Fine, but no tricks,” Seattle warned before giving me a nod to go ahead. He was playing nice which I guessed meant he wanted more than to turn around and leave again. And then it hit me. The Expedition was shot to hell. Yes, we should drive cross country in that and wave a gigantic red flag to pay attention to us.
    Crap. We still needed the vampires’ help desperately.
    I licked my suddenly dry lips and swallowed loudly before telling Director Fabian what I knew. His eyes never left mine nor swayed in their intensity while others cursed or muttered to themselves. It was very uncomfortable to tell someone such big news like that, and I started to feel like a bug under a microscope.
    “That’s all I know until I get a chance to decrypt more of what’s on the drive,” I finished. Then I looked at Boston and then Seattle as if to ask how bad did I screw up? They both gave me approving nods so for once I’d controlled my mouth.
    And they say miracles don’t happen anymore.
    “How long would it take you to decrypt the information?” the director asked me curiously. In truth, I had downloaded it decrypted, but re-encrypted it for security measures in case someone tried to take it from me.
    “Depends how my laptop is after our adventure,” I answered as I rubbed my hands over my stomach, trying to keep from hugging myself. His gaze was making me even more uncomfortable, and as he watched the