Gods of War 03 - Blood Revolution by Connie Suttle

Author:Connie Suttle [Suttle, Connie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Connie Suttle
Published: 2013-07-27T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Breanne's Journal

Something was definitely up, but since I couldn't read Charles, I had no idea what that might be. Gavin had been called into Wlodek's office and the bite lesson postponed. Was I grateful for the reprieve? You bet.

"Charles?" Wlodek's voice spoke from a walkie-talkie clipped to Charles's belt.

"Honored One?"

"Contact Merrill immediately."

"Of course, Honored One."

* * *

"Winkler?"

"Bill?"

"I'll be flying to Dallas tomorrow," Bill said right away. "I've gotten information on that car tag."

"What did you get?"

"Just a name, but it has put everybody on edge."

"What's the name?"

"Recognize Saxom Meletius?"

"Saxom. He's dead."

"So we all thought. Regardless, that's the name the vehicle is registered under. Any thoughts on why there's no other information to be had, and why anyone else would use that name?"

"None—that I know," Winkler's voice betrayed confusion. "You think it's somebody playing with us?"

"If it is, it's a really bad joke."

"Agreed. Who the hell would even know to use that name, unless it's another vamp or a were?"

"That's the current theory, but we can't say that for sure, now can we? Wlodek says he only has the word of two people that Saxom died, and he's attempting to contact them now."

"Bill, have you ever met their kind?" Winkler asked.

"I don't even know who we're talking about, so my answer is no," Bill sounded exasperated.

"You can't even talk about them without their permission. That's what I know. Lissa's father was one of them."

"You're joking. That's what we're dealing with?"

"Yeah. That's what we're dealing with, but they're not all like that."

"I hope to hell not," Bill huffed.

* * *

"Are you still going out tonight?" Hank studied Jayson with an unreadable expression in his dark eyes.

"Yeah. No reason not to," Jayson shrugged. "Belinda agreed to a play date."

"Be careful," Hank warned.

"I'm always careful."

"Yeah."

* * *

Breanne's Journal

"Honored One, Merrill says he'll have an answer in two days." Charles had left his office to make a call to Merrill, but now he was back and giving Wlodek information via walkie-talkie.

"Is that the best he could do?"

"He says that is the best he can do. He said you would ask that question, and asked me to tell you that he cannot move time, as much as he'd like to do so."

"Of course not," Wlodek sounded displeased. "I knew I should have called him myself."

Breathing a sigh, I went back to my assignment for the night—filing. Had I thought the job on Le-Ath Veronis boring? Well, I'd just been introduced to worse.

"Tell me what you're thinking," Charles almost sang the words as I stuffed another folder in a file drawer.

"That you have the patience of a saint," I said. He burst into laughter.

"What's that awful racket?" Wlodek's voice blasted over the walkie-talkie. I almost fell to the floor, I laughed so hard.

* * *

"I've never been in your Mercedes," Charles said as he climbed into the back seat of Gavin's sleek, silver vehicle. The steering wheel was on the left, like American cars, but the speedometer showed kilometers per hour instead of miles. "Did you get a better deal in Germany?"

"I did," Gavin shifted and tore out of Wlodek's driveway.

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