Up In Flames (Into the Fire Book 3)

By: Kelly Hashway

I run my hand up and down Logan’s arm. “It’s his loss.”

“Whatever, I don’t care about that anymore. I can’t change the fact that fate took the wrong parent from me.”

“Logan, don’t say that.”

“Why? It’s the truth.”

“Okay, you two,” Monique says. “I have a bunch of hungry customers to get back to, and I can’t believe I’m saying this, but why don’t you go move the dagger now and then come back?”

She’s going against Mom’s wishes, and I couldn’t love her more for it. “Thanks, Monique.” I give her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

“Don’t make me regret this, okay?” She opens the door for us.

Logan and I walk to his house because it’s too nice out to drive. We’ve been having a strange summer with cooler days and nights. Today actually feels like summer, though. The sun is high and even the breeze is hot.

Logan laces his fingers through mine. “How long do you think we’ll be forced to work with Monique?”

“Don’t fool yourself. We’re not working with her. She’s making us do her chores while she babysits us.”

“So I shouldn’t expect a paycheck anytime soon?”

I laugh. “Monique doesn’t make a big profit since she spends way too much on the food she serves. She insists she has to buy the best and most expensive ingredients to make her food taste that good.”

“Got it.”

“I didn’t think you’d need money anyway.”

“No. Dad pays me well to stay out of his hair.”

I stop walking and tug on his arm.

“I don’t need your pity, Cara. Really. I’m fine without my father in my life.”

“I just want to say that I’m really sorry your leather jacket was burned in the fire. I know how much it meant to you.”

He tilts his head up to the clouds. “Yeah, well I’m not so sure Mom was really watching over me when I wore it anyway. I lost you.”

“Then you got me back.” I wrap my arms around him.

“Exactly. If I had to lose that piece of my mom to get a second chance with you, then so be it.”

I couldn’t love him more, and not because of this imprint. I love him because he has always put me first. He’s the reason I recovered my memories. He’s the reason I got my life back. I reach up on my toes and kiss him.

“I think getting this safe-deposit box might take longer than we anticipated.” I wag my brow at him, hoping he’ll pick up on my suggestion.

His lips curve and he winds his arm around my waist, ushering me across the street to his house. We must look like idiots running this way, but neither of us cares. Logan tickles my side as we reach his front lawn. I giggle, barely able to stand the thought of going one more second without his lips on mine.

We run up the front steps and Logan reaches for the doorknob. The door isn’t clicked shut. He raises a finger to his lips, and I stiffen, knowing we might be walking in on a group of Hunters searching for the dagger.

Chapter Four


I’m an idiot for thinking the dagger would be safe here. It drew the bastards right to my doorstep. Now I have to protect Cara without the weapon I need to do it. Though I doubt they got the safe open, if they even found it in Dad’s office, it’s not like I’m going to have a clear path to it either.

“Stay here,” I whisper to Cara.

She shakes her head. Of course she’s not going to listen. Right now she’s the only one with a weapon—her firepower.

“Then at least stay behind me.”

She holds her palm face up and a flame forms, growing into a ball of fire. I can’t help feeling a little emasculated right now. I push the door enough to see inside. The place is a mess. The couch cushions are on the floor, the end table is turned over, and the picture frames are off the walls. Definitely the work of Hunters.

I can’t hear anything inside, which hopefully means they have moved on. Would they if they didn’t find what they were looking for though? I nod to Cara and take a step inside. She matches my step, keeping her fireball at the ready. Damn, I wish I had a useful power like that. No guy wants his girlfriend to have to protect him. Some Guardian I’m turning out to be.

Panic washes over Cara’s face and she tugs on my arm. “Linette,” she mouths.

Shit! What if Linette was here when this happened? If she was attacked again because of me…I move toward the kitchen. Linette was going food shopping. If she was back before this happened, then the fridge would be stocked. I’m tiptoeing, being careful not to make a sound. I reach the refrigerator and pull the door open. There’s food on every shelf. Damn it! I close the door and look at Cara, who is bright red and ready to burn the place down.

I motion toward Dad’s office, needing to see if the dagger is still locked in the safe or if we have a missing dagger and a missing Phoenix on our hands. The office door is kicked in, which doesn’t surprise me since I know Dad keeps it locked at all times. Totally ineffective against me since I can pick locks, and it’s apparently useless against blunt force too. The desk is torn apart with the drawers open and papers everywhere. Dad’s computer is tipped over in the garbage can. Even the throw rug is in a ball in the corner. They didn’t leave anything untouched. I walk over to the mini fridge and flip it upside down.