myth. Homer created the story to frighten sailors and bring them home, safe and pure, to their families.
They were hated then . But if humans realized we exist now, they might treat us differently. Maybe humans would help protect them from the Sons. Unbeknown to most, a small number of Siren clans still existed. And they were no longer only female.
Will stood next to his car, arms crossed, face pensive. He didn’t notice Lora until she stood directly in front of him.
“Ready to go?” he asked.
“Yup,” Lora answered. She slid into her driver’s seat, rolling down the windows so she could hear the ocean’s music whip around the car as she drove. She noticed Will kept his car windows up. He was so uptight.
Lora started her car. She pulled out of the parking lot and onto the two-lane road leading toward her neighborhood. Expecting to see Will following, Lora glanced in her rear-view mirror. To her surprise, a white SUV blocked his turn and roared up behind her, driving dangerously close to her bumper. She glanced in her mirror again, hoping to get a glimpse of the bad driver, but the windows were tinted. She couldn’t make out the person behind the wheel.
Lora moved to the left lane, hoping the SUV would pass her, but it swerved behind her car, still following too close. Muttering to herself and calling the driver a plethora of four-letter words, Lora slowed down, hoping to annoy him so he would stop following her. She could see Will’s car far behind, struggling to catch up.
But the SUV did not leave her, and a cold fear washed over her body. Lora gripped the steering wheel and took a deep breath. If the killer drove the car, as she suspected, he couldn’t get her if she stayed in her car. Unless she died in the car. Gritting her teeth, Lora checked to make sure there were no vehicles in the right lane. She jerked the wheel to the right, toward a small street which looped around back to the main highway.
She whipped around, confident he couldn’t follow her. Her heart pounded a steady rhythm within her breast, which created its own beat. Lora glanced in the mirror and gasped when she saw the SUV making the turn to follow. It had reversed in the middle of the highway and roared forward; Lora feared the driver intended to ram into her car. She smashed her foot against the accelerator, and the car jumped forward like a gazelle fleeing from a predator.
Lora desperately struggled to concentrate on the road. Car chases were not as fun as they appeared on television. Even her hands were pale and sweaty from fear. Grasping her phone, Lora started to dial 911, but hesitated. She’d just found her dead Siren sister. If she called the police, they might start making connections that could endanger her Clan. Frustrated, she dropped her phone back into her lap and gripped the wheel harder.
Her car sped down the narrow road, but the SUV stayed close behind. Lora jumped when her cell phone rang, and she grabbed it and flung it open.
“Hello?!”
“Lora? Where are you? Are you okay?” Will’s voice sounded uncharacteristically frantic, which made her hands sweat even more.
“A goddamned SUV is following me. What the hell am I supposed to do?” She checked her rear view mirror again, but the SUV had not left her tail. It revved its engine and lurched forward.
“Go to the police station!” he screamed at her.
“There is no way I’m getting out of this car so a psycho can cut open my neck,” Lora yelled back. The SUV still followed close behind, and both cars weaved dangerously in and out of traffic. “I’ll lose him.”
Lora dropped the cell phone in her lap and pushed her car forward. Ahead, two cars paced each other, with barely one car length between them. Jerking the steering wheel, Lora maneuvered the car between them and increased her speed. As she had hoped, both cars hit their brakes in response to her crazy driving, trapping the white SUV behind them. Lora drove through the stoplight ahead the
They were hated then . But if humans realized we exist now, they might treat us differently. Maybe humans would help protect them from the Sons. Unbeknown to most, a small number of Siren clans still existed. And they were no longer only female.
Will stood next to his car, arms crossed, face pensive. He didn’t notice Lora until she stood directly in front of him.
“Ready to go?” he asked.
“Yup,” Lora answered. She slid into her driver’s seat, rolling down the windows so she could hear the ocean’s music whip around the car as she drove. She noticed Will kept his car windows up. He was so uptight.
Lora started her car. She pulled out of the parking lot and onto the two-lane road leading toward her neighborhood. Expecting to see Will following, Lora glanced in her rear-view mirror. To her surprise, a white SUV blocked his turn and roared up behind her, driving dangerously close to her bumper. She glanced in her mirror again, hoping to get a glimpse of the bad driver, but the windows were tinted. She couldn’t make out the person behind the wheel.
Lora moved to the left lane, hoping the SUV would pass her, but it swerved behind her car, still following too close. Muttering to herself and calling the driver a plethora of four-letter words, Lora slowed down, hoping to annoy him so he would stop following her. She could see Will’s car far behind, struggling to catch up.
But the SUV did not leave her, and a cold fear washed over her body. Lora gripped the steering wheel and took a deep breath. If the killer drove the car, as she suspected, he couldn’t get her if she stayed in her car. Unless she died in the car. Gritting her teeth, Lora checked to make sure there were no vehicles in the right lane. She jerked the wheel to the right, toward a small street which looped around back to the main highway.
She whipped around, confident he couldn’t follow her. Her heart pounded a steady rhythm within her breast, which created its own beat. Lora glanced in the mirror and gasped when she saw the SUV making the turn to follow. It had reversed in the middle of the highway and roared forward; Lora feared the driver intended to ram into her car. She smashed her foot against the accelerator, and the car jumped forward like a gazelle fleeing from a predator.
Lora desperately struggled to concentrate on the road. Car chases were not as fun as they appeared on television. Even her hands were pale and sweaty from fear. Grasping her phone, Lora started to dial 911, but hesitated. She’d just found her dead Siren sister. If she called the police, they might start making connections that could endanger her Clan. Frustrated, she dropped her phone back into her lap and gripped the wheel harder.
Her car sped down the narrow road, but the SUV stayed close behind. Lora jumped when her cell phone rang, and she grabbed it and flung it open.
“Hello?!”
“Lora? Where are you? Are you okay?” Will’s voice sounded uncharacteristically frantic, which made her hands sweat even more.
“A goddamned SUV is following me. What the hell am I supposed to do?” She checked her rear view mirror again, but the SUV had not left her tail. It revved its engine and lurched forward.
“Go to the police station!” he screamed at her.
“There is no way I’m getting out of this car so a psycho can cut open my neck,” Lora yelled back. The SUV still followed close behind, and both cars weaved dangerously in and out of traffic. “I’ll lose him.”
Lora dropped the cell phone in her lap and pushed her car forward. Ahead, two cars paced each other, with barely one car length between them. Jerking the steering wheel, Lora maneuvered the car between them and increased her speed. As she had hoped, both cars hit their brakes in response to her crazy driving, trapping the white SUV behind them. Lora drove through the stoplight ahead the
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