Definitely Dead 6 by Charlaine Harris

Author:Charlaine Harris [Harris, Charlaine]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Now for the big favor. “Do I actual y have to go with you to this conference thing?” I asked, which I knew was kind of pushing it.

“Yes,” she said.

Okay, stonewal there.

She added, “But I’l pay you handsomely.”

I brightened. Some of the money I’d gotten for my previous vampire services was stil in my savings account, and I’d gotten a big financial break when Tara “sold” me her car for a dol ar, but I was so

used to living close to the financial bone that a cushion was always welcome. I was always scared I’d break my leg, or my car would throw a rod, or my house would burn down . . . wait, that had already

happened . . . wel , that some disaster would happen, like a high wind would blow off the stupid tin roof my grandmother had insisted on, or something.

“Did you want something of Hadley’s?” I asked her, my train of thought having veered away from money. “You know, a remembrance?”

Something flashed in her eyes, something that surprised me.

“You took the words right out of my mouth,” said the queen, with an adorable hint of a French accent.

Uh-oh. It couldn’t be good that she’d switched on the charm.

“I did ask Hadley to hide something for me,” she said. My bul shit meter was beeping like an alarm clock. “And if you come across it in your packing, I’d like to have it back.”

“What does it look like?”

“It’s a jewel,” she said. “My husband gave it to me as an engagement gift. I happened to leave it here before I got married.”

“You’re welcome to look in Hadley’s jewelry box,” I said immediately. “If it belongs to you, of course you have to have it back.”

“That’s very kind of you,” she said, her face back to its regular glassy smoothness. “It’s a diamond, a large diamond, and it’s fixed on a platinum bracelet.”

I didn’t remember anything like that in Hadley’s stuff, but I hadn’t looked careful y. I’d planned to pack Hadley’s jewelry box intact so I could pick through it at my leisure in Bon Temps.

“Please, look now,” I suggested. “I know that it would be like a faux pas to lose a present from your husband.”

“Oh,” she said gently, “you have no idea.” Sophie-Anne closed her eyes for just a second, as if she were too anxious for words. “Andre,” she said, and with that word he took off for the bedroom—didn’t

need any directions, I noticed—and while he was gone, the queen looked oddly incomplete. I wondered why he hadn’t accompanied her to Bon Temps, and on an impulse, I asked her.

She looked at me, her crystal ine eyes wide and blank. “I was not supposed to be gone,” she said. “I knew if Andre showed himself in New Orleans, everyone would assume I was here, too.” I wondered

if the reverse would be true. If the queen was here, would everyone assume Andre was, also? And that sparked a thought in me, a thought that had gone before I could quite grasp hold of it.

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