My thoughts went to Kaidan, able to live a free life, and a noise slipped from my throat. Patti pulled me in and hugged me hard.
“It’s all gonna be okay,” she whispered. And when she said it, I believed it. She let go and swiped her fingers under her eyes.
In that moment I thought about my biological mother, the angel Mariantha. I wondered if she was watching me, and if she knew she could get her soul mate back soon.
“Oh, my gosh,” I said. “I need to call Dad.”
I pulled my phone from my pocket and scrolled through the contacts.
With a shaking hand, I typed the emergency code he’s taught me, “A911,” and hit Send.
CHAPTER FOUR
FOR NOW
I couldn’t sleep that night after the revelation. Patti and I stayed up late discussing everything, rejoicing at the thought of no more demons on earth. We never mentioned the obvious fear—that I could die in the process of attempting this feat. She tucked me in after midnight and kissed my forehead like she did when I was little. My head had been hurting after I saw Kaidan, and it throbbed worse now with the weight of the prophecy.
Dad had called after I texted, and told me he’d be here to talk in person as soon as possible.
At three in the morning I still lay awake.
Thinking of Kaidan.
I was burning with the urge to call him. Or jump in my car and drive until I found him. Because he needed to know about this. Like, now.
My fingers were on fire, itching to dial a number I didn’t know. I picked up my cell and scrolled through the names until it landed on Marna. Inhaling deeply and letting it out slowly, I pressed Send.
“Gah, what time . . . ?” she muttered groggily. “Hallo?”
I sat up in bed at the sound of her sweet, sleepy English voice. “Can you talk?” I asked.
“Oh, thank God you’re all right, Anna. I’ve been dying to hear from you. Yes, it’s safe here, luv. I needed a lie in this mornin’, but it’s about time I got my arse outta bed. What time is it there?”
It was so good to hear her voice. “It’s late here. Are you guys okay?”
“Sure, sure. Astaroth’s been up our arses, but I’ve been more worried about you.”
I gave her a brief recap of my last six months before taking a deep breath and saying, “Listen . . . I need to get ahold of Kai.”
Silence.
“Are you in danger, Anna?”
“Well, no. I mean, not yet. I just really need to talk to him.”
Marna sighed. “I’m sorry, Anna. Truly. But he’s asked me not to give his number to you. I’ll pass along a message if it’s that important,” she offered.
I’d figured as much, but it still made me feel tight all over to hear it.
“Fine. Tell him I said to call me.” I squeezed the edge of my bed.
“Not happening.” Her response held a no-nonsense warning.
“Why not?” I stood. “Don’t all of you talk to each other? You, Kai, Ginger, Blake—”
“Stop right there, Anna. Kai rarely answers when I call. Blake’s the only one he’ll speak with anymore. I hate telling you no, but I really don’t want to get in the middle of this. What’s gotten your knickers in a twist, anyhow?”
I wanted to tell her, but I couldn’t. We shouldn’t even be having this conversation over the phone, and we both knew it.
“I’ll need to see you soon,” I whispered.
“Sounds interesting.” There was a grin in her voice. I wanted to smile, too, at the thought of Marna being free of her father’s control.
“How’s work?” I asked.
“We’re busy breaking hearts by the dozens,” she deadpanned.
“I’m sure your father is proud.”
“Oh, terribly.”
“Hey, I have a weird question,” I said. “What does it mean if a guy calls you ‘bang tidy’?”
Marna snorted. “Sounds like something a dirty wanker would say. Or someone pissing about.”
Now it was my turn to snort, because she’d called Kai a wanker.
We got quiet.
“Please,” I whispered. I knew I sounded as desperate as I was. “Can’t you tell me anything? Because I saw him tonight and even though he can be so mean, I know he still cares. I know it. Please, Marna.”
“All right!” Her fierce whisper halted my pushiness. The line was so silent I thought she’d hung up on me. “Fine. I’ll tell you something he told me. He admitted last week there’s a woman at the studio who’s always trying to chat him up. But apparently he ignores her advances because she’s this kind, cute little blonde whose name also happens to be Anna. She obviously reminds him of you.”
Her words spiked inside me.
“What else did he say?” I whispered.
“Nothing. I couldn’t get another word out of him, and that’s the truth. He only told me that ’cause I caught up to him while he was high at a party.”