We’ll have to wait until Olivia, Maria, and Ava return to Maria’s.” Vincent ran a hand down his face. “Olivia won’t be happy about being kept in the dark.”
Lincoln turned on his heel and quickly found Beau and Christian in the kitchen. The three walked back to the office to join Vin. Beau lounged on the loveseat while Christian sat on the edge of the chair, his elbows on his knees.
Lincoln leaned a hip on the edge of the desk so he could see everyone. “I received a call from New Orleans. There’s a bit of a problem that they’ve asked for our help with.”
“We never turn family away,” Vincent said.
Christian laced his fingers together. “They’re cousins. It’s a no brainer. When do we go?”
“We don’t.” Lincoln set down his beer. “Solomon said that Kane is on his way here.”
Beau jerked into a sitting position. “The next full moon is a day away. What the hell is Kane doing traveling now?”
“It seems our cousin doesn’t know how not to piss off a Voodoo priestess.”
Vincent let out a long sign. “Not again.”
“We can’t handle this with Ava here.”
“Afraid I’ll learn your Chiasson secrets?” Ava’s voice said from behind him.
Lincoln stilled, her voice going through him like a blade. He slowly straightened and moved to the wall so he could see the doorway. And her. Ava and Olivia stood in the entry of the double doors no one had thought to close.
There had been something in Ava’s voice, almost a hint of fury.
“I was coming to tell you that we’re headed to Maman’s,” Olivia told Vincent.
Vin stood and leaned his hands on the desk. “Ava, please forgive us. There is some family business that we like to keep private.”
“You mean how your family hunts the supernatural?” she said offhandedly. “I used to live in this area. I know about the Chiasson family.”
There was more to her story. Lincoln was sure of it. And he wanted to know what it was. “Olivia said you left as a child. I doubt you knew very much.”
Her amber gaze swung to him. Her smile was cold and laced with such anger that her eyes burned with it. “When I was twelve, my father lost his half-brother in an accident. At least that’s what the papers called it. My father suspected something else, so he began to look into it. For the next six months, he researched the paranormal. Ultimately, it led him to the Chiassons.”
“Oh, God,” Olivia whispered, her eyes wide as she stared at Ava. “That’s why you looked faint when you learned the family name.”
Lincoln’s mind raced with the people his parents had brought into the house, trying to place Ava’s father.
“My father began hunting the creatures. It became his obsession. He quit his job, would sleep all day, but the worst was when he left. He walked out on his wife and daughter. To hunt the supernatural.”
“Jack,” Lincoln said as he finally remembered. “Jack Ledet was your father.”
Lincoln recalled how much Jack had spoken of his family. He was obsessed with killing the supernatural – but to protect his wife and daughter. There was no way he would have just walked out on them. Lincoln may have only been in his early teens, but his father had taught them all to recognize a good man when they saw one. Jack was a good man.
“Where is he?” Ava asked.
Lincoln frowned and looked at Vin. Vin shrugged his shoulders.
“We’ve not seen Jack in years,” Vincent said. “We assumed he returned home and was finished with hunting.”
“Assumed.” Ava pinned him with a withering look. “Did it not occur to any of you that one of those creatures might have gotten him?”
Lincoln shook his head and stepped forward so that Ava would look at him. “The last time we saw Jack was years ago. We finished a hunt, and he shared breakfast with us before he started back home. We all thought he finally had enough of the life.”
He wanted to help Ava locate Jack, but he couldn’t do anything until the full moon had