They agreed.
With that said, Katelynn went to work.
Much as Sam had done earlier that night, Katelynn set out to clear her mind of all thought, letting a dark, empty void fill her. Instead of concentrating on the stone, however, she cast her thoughts outward, seeking the beast. She pictured it as she’d seen it in her dreams, its long wings stretched out on either side as it soared through the air. She listened for its heartbeat, the three-chambered rhythm she’d heard before. She imagined the caress of the wind across her flanks, and the flicker of her tongue across her teeth…
Abruptly, she made contact.
The Nightshade was crouched atop a high structure, staring out into the night. Through its eyes she could see the university grounds and knew immediately the spot it had chosen for its vantage point.
Keating Hall.
A high stone tower projected up from the building’s roof, and it was there that the beast was perched. Instantly, Katelynn knew that this was the creature’s new lair. The clock tower had been unused for years, and the beast would be free to come and go at will, provided it avoided drawing attention to itself.
Having achieved her objective, Katelynn attempted to abandon the trance.
Her gaze never strayed from the campus grounds.
She struggled harder, willing herself to awaken.
Nothing happened. She remained linked to the beast, trapped within its consciousness.
A strange lethargy began to seep through her. Darkness loomed, then overwhelmed.
Just as quickly, her vision began to return, but she was no longer seeing the dark campus grounds. Instead, she found herself looking into Loki’s face, inches from her own.
The dog growled, deep and low in its throat.
“It’s okay, Loki,” Katelynn tried to say.
No sound issued forth from her throat.
Katelynn began to panic.
The two men watched as Katelynn quickly slipped into her trance. One minute she was with them; the next, lost in whatever realm her consciousness had fled to. Her body visibly relaxed. Her breathing deepened and slowed. Her eyes flickered beneath their closed lids.
Her hands remained securely locked around the stone.
They waited.
Five minutes passed. Ten.
Katelynn remained locked in her trance.
Suddenly Loki jumped to his feet and moved closer to Katelynn. He sniffed at her face, then pulled back to watch her.
Damon and Sam watched as Katelynn’s eyes slowly opened.
Looking at her, the dog growled long and low.
“Did you find it?” Sam asked. “Did it work?”
Katelynn didn’t answer.
She turned her head, slowly looking at Sam, then at Damon.
Loki scampered back, growling again.
“What’s wrong with him?” Sam asked, still not realizing that Katelynn was reacting strangely.
Damon had noticed, however. He’d noticed Loki’s response to Katelynn as well. He didn’t like either one. Something had gone horribly wrong.
The fear rose like a spectre in the night and threatened to overwhelm her. The Nightshade had used the power of the link against her, reversing the connection. The beast had taken control, using its mental powers to assume control of her form.
While the sheriff and Sam were waiting for her to divulge the beast’s location, the beast was using her to spy on them!
It only lasted a moment, but that was long enough.
Just as Damon stepped toward her, just as Sam was reaching out to her, just as Loki was about to attack, the Nightshade released its hold and the connection between them was broken.
Darkness descended in Katelynn’s mind for a second time that night.
Katelynn came to in Sam’s arms, a cold cloth pressed against her forehead. Loki was standing next to the sofa, trying desperately to lick her face while being held back by Damon, who stood with a hand wrapped around the dog’s collar and his gun pointed in her direction.
“Are you all right?” Sam asked, concern etched on his face.
Katelynn didn’t trust herself to speak, so she nodded instead.
Damon still looked suspicious, but lowered his gun nonetheless. “What happened?” he asked.
Katelynn took several deep breaths, doing what she could to get her heart back under control. She was bathed in sweat, her long hair hanging in limp strands about her face. Her hands were shaking when she answered him.
“I found it,” she said. “At the university. It’s using the old clock tower as an aerie.”
“Yes!” Sam cried exuberantly.
Damon had not yet taken his eyes off Katelynn. “And?”
Katelynn continued to meet his gaze. “The link worked both ways this time. There wasn’t anything I could do to stop it. Before I could get free, it took control of my senses and got a good long look at the two of you. We discovered where it is hiding, yes, but it knows now that we’re coming after it. We don’t have much time.”
Grimly, Damon nodded.
He had suspected as much when the dog had gone crazy, ready to rip Katelynn’s throat out when she opened her eyes the first time.
“What do we do?” Sam asked, his excitement stifled in lieu of what he’d just learned.
Damon turned to face him. “Do?” he asked. “Same thing we had planned to do. We find it and kill it.”
“But it knows we’re coming. We won’t stand a chance,” Sam said flatly.
Damon gave him a steely look. “Do we have any choice?”
40
PREPARATIONS
They moved quickly. While it might prefer to travel at night, that didn’t mean the Nightshade wouldn’t travel by day and simply take to the air, disappearing again, only to find another resting place elsewhere. Who knew if they’d be able to track it down again? The next time they might not be so lucky. They didn’t know the range of Katelynn’s talent. It was also obvious that Katelynn had survived the encounter because she’d already been trying to break contact when the beast had become aware of her presence. What would happen if it threw the full weight of its mental powers at her the very instant she sought contact? Would she then have the power to free herself? They didn’t know and couldn’t take the chance. If they could reach the campus before too much time passed, they might be able to stop the beast from leaving, or at the very least, follow it when and if it did.
“Okay,” Damon said, a look of weary resignation on his face. “We know where it is, but what good does that do us? We still don’t have a clue as to how to stop it.”
When Damon looked up, however, the gleam in Sam’s eyes made it obvious that that might not be the case.
Sam had a plan. Taking a deep breath, he let them in on it.
As Damon sat and listened, something totally unexpected and all but forgotten bloomed in his chest. For the first time since the killings had begun, Damon felt a surge of hope.
When Sam was finished, Katelynn expected the sheriff to object. What Sam was proposing was as crazy as Jake’s original plan of facing the Nightshade on his own. They simply were not equipped to handle such a task. They should be calling in the National Guard, not trying to assault the beast’s latest lair on their own. She waited for Damon to echo her thoughts aloud.
Katelynn was in for a surprise. With a vengeful light in his eye that matched the one in Sam’s, Damon simply said, “Let’s do it.” Using his radio, he called one of his deputies and ordered the man to meet them at the sheriff’s station with the items they needed. Leaving Katelynn’s, the three of them drove to the station, making a brief stop at a gas station along the way.
A short time later, Katelynn and Sam were pouring oldfashioned soap flakes into mason jars and passing them on to Damon, who filled them the rest of the way with gasoline and screwed on spill-proof lids. While Sam and Katelynn packed them carefully into two black knapsacks, Damon moved over to the gun cabinet behind his desk and selected a rifle. Loading up on ammunition for the weapon, he asked them, “Either of you know how to handle a firearm?”