A Kiss Beneath the Veil by Aimee Roseland

Author:Aimee Roseland [Roseland, Aimee]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B009TIK31U
Published: 2012-10-18T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

They stood on Mrs. Berkley’s doorstep, waiting for the bell to draw a response. It was too late to be bothering normal people, but Mrs. Berkley wasn’t normal. She was a woman living in a ruined world. A place that her daughter had been savagely ripped from. Things would probably never be normal for her again.

Isaac nodded slightly and stood a bit straighter, obviously sensing her approach before Daphne heard her soft footsteps on the other side of the door.

“Yes?” A woman’s voice called through the wood.

“Mrs. Berkley? It’s me, Daphne, the medium you came to yesterday,” Daphne responded.

The locks immediately scraped open and the door swung wide. “Yes? Did you find something? Does Emma need me?” Mrs. Berkley asked quickly, reaching for Daphne’s arm. She was dressed in a thick white robe and socks, her hair tied back and frazzled on one side as though she’d been pulling on it for some time.

“We needed to talk with you a bit more about Emma. May we come in?” Daphne asked, patting the woman’s clutching hand awkwardly. She could smell alcohol on the her breath and didn’t blame her one bit, but hoped it didn’t affect her ability to answer their questions.

Mrs. Berkley’s red rimmed eyes flicked to Isaac who bowed his head respectfully to her.

“Why did you bring a vampire with you?” she asked suspiciously. Daphne blinked in surprise. Most people couldn’t tell a vamp from a human unless they were, well, vamped out. For a drunk woman to tag him in the dark was more than odd.

“I am assisting Daphne in catching the murderer. Your daughter visited her again this evening and revealed more clues to us. We now need you to clarify them,” he replied.

At the mention of her daughter the woman’s eyes brightened. “Of course! Come in! What did she say? When did you see her?” she asked, stepping back with a slight wobble and waving them toward the living room.

A bottle of rum sat on an end table next to a pile of used tissues and a photo album opened to Emma’s picture. Daphne’s heart clenched in sympathy for the mother and for the poor little girl.

“We spoke at full dark,” Daphne said, not wanting her to know that Emma hadn’t been with her mom all day. “She told me something that the killer said.”

“Emma also showed Daphne her true face,” Isaac said, following Daphne to a long couch and waiting for her to sit as Mrs. Berkley sank down next to her album. “We need to rule out the possibility that the other children were of the breed, and that the killer is targeting our children on purpose.”

Daphne had basically told Isaac that she didn’t think so, but he’d said this was the best way to approach Mrs. Berkley so as not to put her on the defensive. The hidden breeds were extremely cagey, one false move and they’d shut you out, or shut you up, permanently.

For a long moment the woman just watched them, then she slowly shook her head.

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