Dust to Dust: Fangs For Your Memories by Crowne Eden

Author:Crowne, Eden [Crowne, Eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CoolCats Publishing at Smashwords
Published: 2012-12-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

They made their way out through the garbage collection area for the museum, slipstreaming so only a blur would show up on the security cameras positioned here and there. Drake insisted they also wind their mufflers around their faces, “just in case.” The wide doors opened outward, apparently only locking from the outside for safety's sake. With Drake in the lead, they sped away from the museum and into an alley about a block away.

There, the Fae took off his coat, turning it inside out to reveal a reversible dark plaid pattern. The knitted scarf could be turned as well from navy blue to deep burgundy. He pulled his hair back into a tight pony tail tied with an elastic loop from around his wrist and finished up with a pair of thick, black rimmed glasses stashed in a zippered pocket in the jacket. He looked in every way different from the large fellow who entered and exited the museum so feloniously.

“We were moving fast enough I doubt they could pick up a clear image. Chicago isn't my town and I don't plan on staying now that my business is done. Still, it pays to be cautious. Everyone is on camera these days,” he explained. “Come on, let's see if we can disguise you a little.”

His big suede coat had hidden secrets. A black knitted cap came out of one pocket and safety pins in another. They used them to pin the coat sleeves back in place. She tucked Angelique's mangled hair up inside the cap. He looked at her critically, “You're like a bad video from 1980 come to life. All we need are synthesizers playing in the background.” Reaching into a side pocket he pulled out another pair of specs. “Here, take these. Don't worry, they're just glass.”

She slipped them on.

He nodded, looking slightly more satisfied, “Better. Maybe. Sort of university student pretending to be grungy. There will be more cameras,” he explained. “Traffic cams, ATMs and what not. I checked their location once I realized exactly what getting my phone back was going to entail. In fact, it would be better if we didn't head for the car directly. Blurred or not, they are going to figure out someone was running around the museum after hours. The police may check in-and-outs from the pay lots in the area. What with your body switching, a police record may be something that doesn't concern you. I, however, try to stay off their radar. Are you okay for awhile or do you have some other magical assignation I am not aware of?”

His tone was light and bantering. His eyes, though, told a different, more thoughtful story. Almost without realizing what she was doing, she reached up to stroke his cheek, the stubble tickling the tips of her fingers. Her hand lingered on the strong line of his jaw. She had never expected him to hunt her down. Missing coat and cell phone or not. She, too, felt the connection between them.

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