Midnight's Kiss (Dark Warriors) by Grant Donna

Author:Grant, Donna [Grant, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2013-06-03T21:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

TWENTY-TWO

Arran couldn’t wait to tell Ronnie what he’d learned from the old man at the antiques store. Arran had known the man knew more than he was letting on, and the old man hadn’t disappointed.

Unfortunately, getting the information had meant that Arran stayed out the entire night, listening to the old man’s stories, going through any books at the store, and then doing more research.

But when Arran walked into the suite, it was to once more find it empty.

He saw her note, written on the back of his from the night before.

Arran—

Andy called late last night to let me know they had discovered more artifacts at the dig. It wasn’t from the same section we’d been digging at, but another. I don’t know how long I’ll be gone, since I’m doing a video conference with him so I can see what’s been found.

Pete is on his way back to the site to double-check everything for me so I can remain here. I hope to make it back by the time the fund-raiser begins. If not, I’ll meet you at the party.

Ronnie

Arran tapped the table with his fingers for a moment. He was surprised Ronnie hadn’t immediately returned to the dig site. Every find was important to her. Why, then, was she remaining in Edinburgh?

Did she need money that badly to fund her digs? If that was the case, maybe Arran could talk Saffron into giving a little more.

Arran wasn’t completely destitute either. He had money aplenty, thanks to the others’ setting up an account while he’d been leapfrogging through time. He’d give Ronnie money himself, if need be.

She hated the fund-raisers, and if she didn’t have to go, then she could remain at her digs, where she wanted to be.

He ran a hand down his face. The only thing that had kept him going through the night was knowing Ronnie would be here waiting for him.

It was hours until the party. He had time to do more investigating on the creatures. Arran walked around a couch and sat down. Then he called Fallon.

“Are you no’ supposed to be with the lovely Ronnie?” Fallon asked.

“Aye. She’s doing some business. Listen, I think I might have found something regarding my newest enemies.”

“Ah,” Fallon said, drawing out the word. “The new creatures.”

“Since I was in Edinburgh, I thought I’d do a wee bit of looking around to see what I could find. About four blocks from Edinburgh Castle is this tiny antiques shop. There was something about it that drew me in.”

“Did you figure out what it was?”

“Magic,” Arran answered. “It was faint, but it was coming from the shop. Once I was inside, I found what I’d felt. It was a chalice.”

“A chalice?”

“A verra old chalice, and the magic wasna as strong as it should be. But that’s no’ the interesting part. The owner is an old man who doesna have many days left. His nephew runs the business, but the old man happened to be there when I walked in. I asked a couple of questions to see how much he knew.

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