Warrior (Relentless #4)(149)

My demon sight allowed me to see in the dark, and I reached the road in no time. I followed it for several miles, expecting to sense Sara at any moment, but I couldn’t feel her. Was it possible they’d arranged for someone to pick them up? What if someone had grabbed them? A chill went through me as I realized she might be miles away already.

I sped back to the stronghold. Minutes later, I tore down the driveway on my bike. The guard on the gate saw me coming and opened it before I reached it.

Butler Falls was five miles away, and the girls would have to go through it to reach the highway. Sara wasn’t going to stay in town long, knowing I’d be looking for her. There were no buses or taxis in or out of the town, so they must have had a ride lined up. I’d learned not to underestimate Sara when it came to making a getaway.

My hands tightened on the handlebars. Obviously I hadn’t learned that lesson well enough or I never would have let her out of my sight.

I had covered half the small town by the time Chris found me. Together, we searched the rest of town. It was soon apparent the girls were not here. I would have sensed Sara by now.

“Boise?” Chris asked when we stopped at a gas station to plan our next move.

“Yes. Let Tristan know where we’re going. I’ll call Dax.”

The security guy picked up immediately. “I take it you haven’t found them.”

“Not yet. I need you to monitor all the flights, trains, and buses out of Boise for Sara and Jordan.”

Dax laughed. “Is that all? I’ll need to pull in some help.”

“I don’t care how many people you have working on it. This is your first priority.”

“Got it. Anything else?”

“Check car rental places too. They might find a way to rent a car.”

I looked over at Chris. “Chris, you and Callum brought Roland and Peter to the airport this morning, right?”

He lowered his phone. “Yes.”

“Do we know if they got on the plane?”

Chris frowned. “No, we dropped them at the front entrance.”

I swore softly. “The four of them are together.”

“You sure? It sounded to me like Roland was glad you were taking Sara away.”

“This is Sara we’re talking about. Roland would do almost anything for her.”

“You’re right.”

I put my phone to my ear again. “Dax, can you find out if Roland Greene and Peter Kelly got on their flight today? Claire will know the flight number.”

“Sure thing.”

“Thanks. Chris and I are heading to Boise. Call me as soon as you have something.”

I hung up and called Roland’s and then Peter’s numbers. Neither of them answered, adding to my suspicion they were with Sara.

Chris reached for his helmet “You know what I don’t get? Why does Sara suddenly think she can find Madeline when no one else can?”

“I’ve been trying to figure that out myself. She said in her note that she had people helping her.”

I knew Sara had been involved in the online underworld community when she lived in Maine, but I’d assumed she’d given all that up when she came to Westhorne. Could she have been secretly searching for her mother all along? And if Sara did manage to find Madeline, did she really expect her mother to tell her about the Master when Madeline could have called her father and given him that information?

“Sara’s always been very resourceful,” Chris said. “No telling what she’s up to.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of.”

It took us forty-five minutes to reach Boise. We spent an hour checking out places in the city where Sara and Jordan could be while we waited to hear from Dax. I drove by the train and bus stations and went up to the front entrance of the airport terminal, but I couldn’t pick up Sara’s presence at any of them.

Frustration and worry were riding me hard by the time Dax called to inform me Roland and Peter hadn’t boarded their flight to Maine. It offered some comfort to know Sara wasn’t alone. But Jordan and the werewolves could do little against the Master if he found them before we did.

“I’m going to text you the boys’ cell numbers. See if you can track their phones.”

Dax snorted. “If? Give me five minutes.”

It took him less than four minutes to locate the cell phones. “They’re headed east on I-84, and they’re two hours ahead of you. My guess is they’re going to Salt Lake City. I’ll let you know if they change direction.”

“Thanks, Dax. Let Tristan know we’re going to Salt Lake. Do we have anyone down there now?”

“I think we have two guys there. The rest came here after the attack.”

“Tell them we’re coming that way and to be on the lookout for Sara and Jordan.”

“Will do.”

I let Chris know where we were going then let out a deep breath. Finally, a break. If we made good time, we could close the distance and catch up with them tonight. All I wanted now was to find Sara. We’d work out the rest of our problems when I knew she was safe.

Four hours later, we passed the city limit sign for Salt Lake City, and I called Dax to find out where the boys’ phones were.

“They’re at an RV park just north of town,” he said.