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Oops. That was another lie. What were the chances Mr. Cruz wouldn’t look out at the parking lot when we went to confront the fog monsters?
Mr. Cruz finally agreed to wait for us to arrive and Greg hung up.
I said, “We’re gonna have to draw out the fog monsters.”
“Yeah. We need to get a look at them if nothing else.”
“I hope Mr. Cruz has an open mind.”
Greg barked a laugh.
I reached for his hand, and we drove in silence for the next eighteen minutes.
This Build Barn was a couple of blocks off the highway on the edge of Wimberley. The parking lot, as I’d seen in my vision, backed up to forested areas. Just like the cemetery. Just like the park bench.
There was a large pickup truck at the far end of the first row of parking spaces. The little sedan—which had to be Mia’s—sat under a non-working pole light in the far corner. Exactly as I’d seen in my vision.
Ms. Jackson hung her head over my shoulder to look through the windshield. They growled.
“Yep,” I said.
Greg drove toward Mia’s car.
“Greg, if I don’t survive this?—”
“Nope!” He held up a hand. “We’re not doing that. We’re going to make it through this and have hot, filthy sex later to celebrate.”
We were a few yards away from Mia’s car and out of time.
After he stopped the car and put it in Park, I handed the mek’leth to Greg. We’d decided the smaller weapon would be easier for him to wield.
I said, “Ms. Jackson, I’ll open the back door for you, and you can do as you please from there.”
They chuffed.
I turned to Greg. “Ready?”
He leaned in and kissed me quickly. “Ready.”
We threw open our doors. I didn’t bother shutting mine. I held the bat’leth out defensively, scanning the trees for attackers. Not seeing anything, I moved to the rear passenger door and used my left hand to open it. Then I followed Greg toward Mia’s car.
“Come on out, assholes!” Greg shouted. “We know you’re there. You’re not killing anyone tonight.”
I tried to control my breathing, but my heart was pounding. Greg had tried to be positive in the car, but I knew there was a damn good chance one or both of us would die tonight.
Fog began to ooze out from between the trees.
Without speaking, Greg and I put our backs to each other, leaving a few feet between us. I hoped Lloyd and the other Wonders got here soon.
Greg cried out, and I spun around. A man... thing had yanked him off his feet. It bit into his neck. Greg’s body jerked, and the mek’leth fell to the ground.
“No!” I roared, lifting my bat’leth and rushing toward the monster. It dropped Greg, his blood covering its face and chest. I swung the bat’leth in a tight arc, but it danced back.
Shit, that was a lot of blood. The monster backed away again, leading me further from Greg. It appeared mostly human except for the red eyes and giant fucking fangs sticking out of its mouth. And according to Edgar’s vision, there could be at least two more of these assholes out here.
“Ms. Jackson! Protect Greg!”
Movement to my right. I spun, holding the bat’leth horizontally as another monster rushed me.
