Obsessed (Book #12 in the Vampire Journals) by Morgan Rice Page A

have this feeling that
she’ll have something to help us locate the vampire city.”
    “Right,” Caleb
replied wearily. “So we’re still going to Egypt. Just via your grandma’s attic.
Because of a hunch. And how much time exactly do you think we have to find this
cure for our daughter?”
    Caitlin tensed.
She hated it when Caleb couldn’t see her point of view, or when it felt like he
suddenly wasn’t on her side anymore. This was their daughter they were talking
about. Surely he understood that she only had Scarlet’s best interest at heart.
Hadn’t he learned to trust her yet? If she could sense that their daughter was
in danger from miles off, surely Caleb could accept that going to her
grandmother’s was more than just a hunch, that she had some deep, primal
instinct inside of her compelling her to go there.
    “I’m sorry, but
you’re just going to have to trust me, Caleb,” she replied tersely.
    “Like I trusted
you with the whole ejecting out the airplane thing?” he shot back. “Do you have
any idea how useful it would be right now to still have an airplane at our
disposal?”
    No sooner had he
said the words than the village they’d been heading toward materialized before
them at the bottom of the valley. It looked like the typical backwater farming
town, with a gas station and an auto salvage yard filled with rusty cars and
retired tractors. All of a sudden, Caitlin saw something that caught her eye.
    “Caleb, I don’t
believe it!” she cried, grabbing her husband’s arm.
    Caleb looked
left. And there is was. Amongst the wreckage of beat-up pickup trucks and
crushed vans stood an old biplane.
    “I don’t believe
it,” Caleb said.
    “Do you think it
still works?” Caitlin asked, feeling elevated by hope.
    “There’s only
one way to find out.”
    Caleb steered
into the auto salvage yard and raced past the rows of cars. He drew to a halt
beside the biplane. Caitlin leapt from the motorbike. Her legs were trembling
from the vibrations of the bike. It felt good to be on solid ground, though she
hoped she’d soon be off it and airborne.
    Caleb wasted no
time inspecting the aircraft.
    “I haven’t flown
one of these things since my training days,” he said, looking in awe at the
relic. “We got to fly them in air displays at the weekends sometimes. Beautiful
machines. Amazing to handle.”
    Caitlin smiled.
    “So?” she said.
“What do you think?”
    “It’s in good
condition,” Caleb cried.
    “Can it get us
to Florida?” Caitlin asked.
    Caleb looked up
and smiled at his wife.
    “Do you know
what? I think this might just work.”
    He pulled open
the driver’s door. It creaked and bashed against the side, the hinges rusty and
loose. He looked at his wife as he climbed inside.
    “Just promise me
you won’t change your mind again,” he said, settling into the seat.
    Caitlin hauled
herself up and crossed her heart.
    “I promise,” she
said as she settled herself behind him. “As long you promise not to crash this
thing.”
    Caleb turned the
biplane on and the engine spluttered and coughed. Once the engine was turning
over nicely, he began to taxi through the auto salvage yard, heading for the
open fields.
    “I don’t know if
I can promise that,” he said, lining the plane up for takeoff.
    He pushed the
thrusters forward. The biplane picked up speed. With a stomach-churning
sensation, they left the ground and took to the skies.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN
     
    Vivian twirled
the broken shard of wood in her hands. Jojo’s blood stained the jagged tip. On
the floor before her lay a pile of dust; all that was left of her former
friend.
    She was furious.
How dare Jojo think she could kick Vivian out of the gang? Vivian had been the
undisputed queen of the cheerleaders when she was alive and she sure as hell
intended to be queen of them now she was a vampire! She’d kill every last one
of them before she got demoted from the cool gang.
    Vivian shoved
the makeshift weapon into her back