Interlude // Salem

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Dingy white kidnapping vans are not good disguises. Especially when they're the only vehicle on a highway at midnight.

If I was so inclined, I could've gone after Mia and her crew right then and there, but I waited. I already had a feeling they were coming to the headquarters. After all, I had seen the van show up in our radius.

The idiots left the map of the area behind, probably thinking it wasn't important. Unbeknownst to them, it was. We could see anything that entered or exited the area it mapped out.

But, I chose not to spring into action.

Partly, this was because I didn't have anyone to fight alongside. We had made many captures in the hideout, with the numbers hovering around four dozen from the last I had heard. How satisfying it was to have four dozen and counting fresh captures as a result of Mia's stupidity.

However, this was mostly because I knew Mia. I knew her goal was to make her way to our headquarters, and likely to break in as well. After all, why else would she be on her way?

If she showed up, I could single handedly take her on. It was, honestly, what I wanted. I wanted to be the one that won, the one that captured her. In the end, wasn't that what saved me? The promise of capturing her was what saved me from the fate she was supposed to face.

The fate her dear Shane had already faced.

I couldn't help but wonder, how would she react to this? She was too late to save the person she wanted to save, and now she would join him if I had anything to do with it.

And I would have something to do with it.

With a smirk and my growing confidence, I sat back and tracked the van, waiting for it to park.

And waiting...

And waiting...

And then it parked in the eyeshot of our entrance.

Show time.

The best part was that I had just the servant to help me with the job.

"Oh Shane...."

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