Accession of the Stone Born: The Vigiles Urbani Chronicles by Ken Lange

Author:Ken Lange [Lange, Ken]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Published: 2016-05-16T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Wednesday June 3rd

Pain shot through my neck and down my back, jolting me awake. The sudden movement only made things worse. Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I raised my stiff and aching head off the desk. Quickly putting a hand on the page stuck to my cheek to keep from ripping it out, I slowly brought myself into a sitting position. Pins and needles erupted down the arm I’d had against the lip of the desk for God knew how long. Giving it a good shake, I forced myself up onto my feet and ambled to the shower.

While I dressed, a plan formed. During my breaks last night, I’d delved into one of the portable drives. Martha had created a hidden partition, effectively rendering two files invisible. There wasn’t a lot there, just an address for a warehouse out in Metairie and a couple of notes on Neil Nunez. She had obviously suspected someone, but never committed it to paper.

By the time I got myself together and meandered to the kitchen, it was 4:30 a.m. Pushing the door open, the smell of bacon wrapped itself around me, making me a very happy man. I found Isidore standing at the stove cooking breakfast for what looked to be a small army. Three long aluminum cookie sheets were on the counter, lined with bacon that he was pulling off with tongs to rest on crisping racks.

He glanced over long enough to acknowledge me before turning his attention back to the cookie sheets. “Eggs and toast will be up shortly.” With a slight tilt of his head at the meat, he said, “If you’re hungry grab a few strips of bacon…there’s plenty.”

The moment I’d smelled the smoky, salted meat my stomach twisted itself up in knots, letting me know the depth of my hunger. My mouth watered, so I snagged a couple of pieces and chomped down on them like a meaty candy bar. “Don’t mind if I do!” My stomach mollified, I took in a large bowl with a dozen eggs cracked, ready to be whipped into omelets or scrambled eggs. “We have guests, or are you just that hungry?”

Isidore’s eyes flashed and I thought I saw the beast just under the surface. “It’s that time of the month, so to speak.” He blushed, realizing what he’d said, and tried to backtrack. “The full moon...it’s time for the full moon.”

Barely able to keep my glee contained, I grabbed two more slices. “Anything I can help with?”

He eyed the bacon in my hand with envy. “You can save me some of that!”

Blowing him off, I mocked. “There’s got to be four pounds of the stuff, and you’re going to cry over four slices?” Swallowing, I waved at the counter. “Seriously, anything I can help with?”

He considered my offer for a few seconds before rolling his shoulders. “Nope. I’ve got it under control.” He gestured towards the table. “Sit back and enjoy the show.”

It was clear he didn’t want to part with any more bacon, so I obediently took a seat.

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