Changed Time

Chapter Twenty-Six

"So this is Mia?" Wyatt asked after we had snuck into the motel.

"Though we didn't see the Jeep Wagoneer, and it wasn't in the motel parking lot, we didn't want to take any chances. The murderers were smart, smart enough to take girls from populated cities and keep them a week without anyone noticing they're gone along with killing them without leaving any of their trail behind, but enough so the police may identify the victim. There was no way that they didn't know that a thirteen year old girl was trailing them. It would just be clumsy of them, and they weren't clumsy.

Mia nodded her head. "Hey."

I noticed her eyes flipping back and forth between between Wyatt and I and I smiled. "We're twins."

She gave me a, No duh look before shaking her head and jumping on one of the beds.

"So, what can you tell us about the murderers?" Jessie asked just as Mia's small, but tall body hit the bed.

"Jess, why don't we let the girl rest? She's probably been through a lot and would like some sleep." Wyatt's voice was suggestive, but it was all in the look in his eyes. He was telling Jessie to let Mia rest.

But Jessie was Jessie and she did what she wanted. "No! She watched these guys, which to me makes no sense, because it had to have been obvious that they didn't have Paige, but hey, I don't judge," Zach laughed, but to my surprise, Jessie ignored him, "If we're going to take these guys down, we need to know everything that she knows."

"Jessie's right," Sophie nodded. "We do need to know, and I don't know about you guys, but I think the sooner we know more about them, the more of a chance we have against them."

I nodded and turned to Mia, who was sitting up. "Will you tell us all you saw from them?"

Mia looked unsuringly at Paige, who gave her an encouraging nod, then she turned back to me. "There are three of them, all guys." I was nodding along with her, hoping she would start telling me things I didn't already know. "One has a beard, he's the oldest, and the one in charge. He always plans the kidnappings, and he's the most cruel," she stopped and looked at her sister, who looked like she was having trouble with keeping it together, but she nodded for her sister to continue, "The other two are twins, one with green eyes and one with blue eyes. The blue eyed brother is the crueler of the two and more dominant, while the green eyed brother seems to show sympathy toward the victims."

"They've taken three girls since Paige was taken," Mia wiped her eyes, trying to subside the tears, "They killed all of them, two within the same hour. They didn't even look like they were fifteen."

I exchanged a worried glance with Paige. The victims were getting younger. I turned back to Mia, "Anything strange about them, the murderers?"

Mia gave me a questioning look. "Why would there be something strange about them? Are you trying to ask me if they're just your normal kidnapping murderers or do they do something even more sick?"

Did she not know about Paige's ability? I snapped my head in Paige's direction, but she was facing her sister.

"Drew is like me, Mia. He gets...prophecies. But they're starting to fade, they aren't as accurate as before, and he's just wondering if maybe it isn't his...prophecies, but perhaps, the murderers are somehow blocking his—our accuracy." Paige explained it to perfection, better than I ever could.

Mia nodded. "The twins have night terrors, I think. When they wake up, they're always sweating and sometimes they even scream." Her faded blue eyes filled with worry. "You don't think..."

I nodded. "They might. It sounds a lot like the first few months after my visions started."

"They're like us," Paige said, horrified.

"And they've figured out how to block our signal," I finished her sentence.

"Which means..."

"They know exactly who and what we are."