Into Twilight (The Stefan Mendoza Trilogy Book 1) by P R Adams

Author:P R Adams [Adams, P R]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Promethean Tales
Published: 2017-09-09T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

It took nearly as long to calm Heidi down than to arrange medical support for Ichi. To listen to Heidi’s cursing and shouting, I would have thought she was the injured one. Finally, she gave me a name and address: Yanis and an address in Bethesda.

He met me at the back door to a mansion that probably wasn’t even his. He was skeletal, almost regal, with patient, blue eyes that were bleary and red. He smelled of ouzo and garlic, and his thinning, brown hair looked like it had recently come off a pillow. It was hard to see him as a doctor, even though he spoke like one. He waved me into a kitchen, where a thick-chested giant of a man with a heavy brow waited.

Yanis said, “Nikos will take her.”

The giant carried her through the kitchen and out of sight while Yanis led me into a dark room filled with handcrafted furniture.

Yanis stood in front of an unlit fireplace, gangly arms crossed behind his back. The mansion groaned slightly. “Everything has been taken care of. She will be fine. I have dealt with such trauma many times.”

I nodded, and like that, he was gone, leaving nothing but the soft echo of his steps.

I sat in the darkness, barely aware of my surroundings for several minutes. A pale silver-blue glow from a set of white oak French doors caught my eye—moonlight off the snow slowly blanketing a hedge just beyond a brick porch. The place was warm, but I couldn’t stop shivering. Blood was a coppery film in my mouth.

When I started coming down, I wandered from room to room, listening to my footsteps and the steady beat of a grandfather clock.

Lights flashed across the driveway as I moved through the front room. I froze. The lights continued forward, advancing past the turn that wound around the mansion front and coming to a stop outside the living room. It was a car, dull and forgettable, the sort Nitin hated. Had hated.

Danny got out, then Heidi. Their coat collars were turned up, their hands gloved. They looked around, then headed for the back.

I brought them into the kitchen, ready for anything. Danny’s absence from the call when we’d been hit was fresh in my mind.

Heidi’s glare was pure venom, but she looked away quickly enough. Her heels clattered on the tile floor as she headed to the opening the giant had gone through. She was in jeans, I realized. “Clean yourself up, Stefan. You’ve got blood on your face.”

I had felt it there earlier, sinking into my skin. There was a deep stainless steel sink at the far end of a marble island that bisected the kitchen space. The water shot out hard, hot. I scrubbed with hand soap.

Danny stuffed his hands inside his jeans and leaned against the opposite end of the marble island. “Nitin’s body…” He looked at Heidi, who apparently wasn’t concerned with the details. “They have it—police, the security detail—but Chan got the scrub in. Nitin’s military records are as deep as they’ll be able to go.

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