Regina

  Chapter Ten

  The Pirate picked up his ringing phone with a wide smile on his face. “Your report?”

  “Regina Ann Roth, Lee Texas.” Sarah said in one breath.

  The phone on the other end was silent. She knew he was still on the phone and gave him a moment of silence. “You’ve seen her?” He asked after a minute.

  “No sir, but I’m on my way. I estimate I will arrive in Texas tonight. Marcus is waiting for me and we will go to ground in Austin. I expect physical confirmation in twenty four hours.” Sarah answered.

  Lady Sarah Lordview was definitely on her way to the small town of Lee, Texas. She spoke to the Pirate from the airport while she waited to board a plane. She sat on the hard airport chair and tried to get comfortable. The airport was crowded with people and lots of baggage. Sarah hated large crowds, but had to endure it in order to secure a nighttime flight. The task was vital to the survival of their people. Most of them won’t survive another twenty years or so. The incredible amount of pressure that was on Sarah’s shoulder was abnormally large.

  “Remember, Sarah, you are to only identify her. Once you get confirmation, report back to me. If Regina really is Anna then we need to form a plan, a backup plan, and a backup to the backup plan. We must be deep in the ground and away from their territory. Do you understand me?”

  “Yes.” She responded.

  The silence was very nice while he thought. Sarah had been tracking Regina, her cousin, for a very long time and she was ready to take a nice needed rest. However, if Regina really is the one they searched for, rest would never come for Sarah.

  “Why is she in Texas?” He asked. The question came with a hint of anger and a lot of disgust.

  “The ‘grandmother’ died. They took her to Texas for the funeral.” Sarah responded.

  “They must know we are close.” He mumbled.

  “Possibly. Though I don’t think it’s the only reason they took her away.” Sarah took a deep breath and braced herself. “Her school records indicate she will turn sixteen in four months.”

  “Four months, you say.” The Pirate’s voice came with quiet excitement. “We will have Anna back in four months…. Do you know where to look?”

  “Yes sir. The mark is on the forehead, in red.” Sarah responded.

  For hundreds of years, Sarah has thought of nothing, looked for nothing, but the red mark on an unknown young girl’s forehead. It has chased Sarah for so long, she felt weary from it.

  “That is all, for now.” He said, breaking the silence. “I want confirmation you arrived safely in Marcus’s care, then I expect to hear from you again in forty-eight hours. Am I clear, Sarah?”

  “Crystal.”