Grace Matters

Chapter Eighteen

"You look just like her...."

The same sentence continues to go in and out of Grace's consciousness, even though she didn't question what Elliot had said to her about her mother, she just put it down to pure coincidence that it was because he knew her father after all. Her mother had passed away years ago, she had checked up on that many, many years ago just for the fact that she had a strange feeling and had the sudden urge to do so. She had even gone to visit the grave of her mother, feeling guilty about the fact that no one else would have been alive to check on her mother, but that all soon disappeared when her memories were taken away from her.

They were currently sitting in a small office, which was in the same building as the open planned room. It was out of the way for the fact they were able to talk comfortably without scaring others with the hunter talk or causing a state of panic with what was about to occur in their city. "I have made a few calls and I don't know if it's some sort of strange coincidence but the remaining two hunters have agreed to have a meeting with us...tomorrow morning." Elliot pursed his lips; he wasn't too sure of the plan and felt as if it could be some sort of trick yet with Grayson and Grace on his side it did make him feel more confident of the factor of meeting with the hunters.

Grace was sat on a small couch with Grayson, her legs sprawled across his lap as they both listen to the news of what Elliot had to tell them and truth be told neither of them was expecting things to happen as quickly as they were going. "Tomorrow morning?" Grace repeated with a raised brow as Grayson sat up straighter on the couch as if it would make him be able to hear more clearly.
Elliot nodded his head in response as he moved from a sitting position from behind the desk and walked around to the front of it. "It surprised me too, wasn't expecting anything to happen or even for them to agree...yet it comes to my knowledge that they already knew something was happening on hearing of your arrival." He said with a solemn sigh passing his lips as he spoke. "But they have agreed to a meeting anyway, but I have to explain that it won't be just the two of you this time around...a couple of my people and myself will be going with you. It isn't that we don't trust you, that isn't it at all, these are my people and I need to see it all through as well...I hope that you can understand that..."

Elliot opened a nearby door and walked five other people, it was obvious they were the strongest of the group that was there due to the way they were built yet a couple of them seemed like ordinary people. "Here are the Monsoon twins; Becca and Blake Monsoon..." Elliot motioned towards a raven-haired pair; it was clear that they weren't identical but easily recognized as being siblings. The brother stood much taller in compassion to the sister, who came to Blake's shoulder but she made up for the fear factor with the archery bow slung over one shoulder. "And these three here are the known muscle around here, Arlo Murphy, Mateo Roach and Neo Sanders. These are the people I have picked out to come along tomorrow morning, they are the best of the best in my opinion." Arlo, Mateo and Neo stood in a line against the wall, they reminded Grace of what she would imagine clones to be like, it was as if they were made from the same jock-type mould, yet their appearances all seemed very different. Such as Arlo having bright ginger hair and blue eyes, Mateo having shoulder-length mousy hair and eyes to match and Neo could have almost passed as a triplet with Becca and Blake.

Grayson was the first to stand to his feet, followed quickly by Grace as they approached the others that had entered the room. "Elliot, I know you feel that this is your problem to solve but are you sure that you want to put others at risk of what is about to happen?" Grayson finally spoke out in a serious tone; he didn't mean any offence by his comment but he didn't want this small-knit community to lose any more than they already had done.

Grace stepped forward to stand beside Grayson, having a feeling that his words could have come across in the wrong kind of manner. "What Grayson is saying, is there are only two of the hunters left, we would hopefully be able to handle it if needed." She said with a hint of a smile pulling on her lips while discreetly interlocking her fingers with Grayson as she glanced up towards him, wanting him to know by just a single glance that she wasn't butting in on what he had to say it was merely to get her point across.