My Immortal by Voight Ginger

Author:Voight, Ginger [Voight, Ginger]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-06-02T21:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

At her office, Adele flipped through one of the vampire books Vincent had provided. She jumped when Roman knocked on the door. “Could I have a word with you?”

She pulled folders over the books. “As long as it isn’t ‘no comment,’ you could have two.”

Roman sat opposite her. “What do you know about Isabel Rocha?”

She had a dozen responses prepared for a dozen possible questions, but this query took her by complete surprise. “Why do you ask?”

He nodded his head toward the folder she had opened to conceal the vampire books. It was the serial killer folder, and Lily’s photo was right on top. “She’s a family friend of the Maldonados. She’s taken Mrs. Maldonado a special herb treatment to help her sleep ever since Lily died.”

“And?”

“And she’s now missed three days.”

“I’m not sure why you came to me,” Adele started, but stopped short when Roman tossed something on her desk. It was a plastic bag that contained the bloody handkerchief Nicholas had wrapped around her hand. Her eyes met his. “I mean, I only met her a couple of times. She’s supposedly psychic and I thought… well I thought she could tell me something I didn’t already know.”

“Was she all right when you last left her?” Roman probed.

Adele didn’t like his tone. “What are you asking me, Roman?”

He grabbed the plastic bag as he stood. “I’m asking you to call me if you remember anything unusual about the last time you saw her.” He moved the folder off of the vampire book. “Something real, that is.”

The moment after Roman departed Adele referred back to the book, specifically the back cover with the information for Vincent’s store. She punched in the number on her office phone.

“This is Vincent,” said the voice on the other line.

“What do you know about Isabel Rocha?” she asked.

He didn’t even ask who she was, which made her stomach sink. “Meet me at the store,” he instructed tersely. With that, the line went dead.

Without a second’s hesitation she grabbed her coat and rushed from the office, never noticing Roman in Duncan’s office, hanging up the extension.

Vincent was in the back when she arrived. She didn’t stand on ceremony this time, she rounded the counter and went to find him. Much like Isabel’s room, the walls were cloaked in red velvet, and candles cast a golden hue against their design. Vincent sat cross legged at a small table, a pot of tea in front of him, his hands raised in meditation.

Adele fell to her knees in front of him. “Tell me.”

He didn’t even open his eyes. “Drink the tea first.”

“I don’t have time for your stupid tea party! What do you know?”

His eyes opened. “What you will know. If you drink the tea.”

She let out a frustrated sigh before throwing her things aside and grabbing a cup. She went to pour the tea but his fingers curled around her arm like a claw. “Not too much,” he warned. “You’re not ready.”

She poured a tiny bit which seemed to satisfy him.

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