Vampire Addiction: The Vampires of Athens, Book One by Eva Pohler

Author:Eva Pohler [Pohler, Eva]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Green Press/Eva Pohler
Published: 2014-12-26T23:00:00+00:00

After two weeks of this same awkward tension between her and Hector—not to mention between her and Mamá and Babá—Gertie found herself missing Jeno. Each night, she hoped he would come; each morning, she woke up, disappointed.

One night, she lay in bed, wondering if she should go looking for him. She had promised Mamá and Babá that she would not walk the streets of Athens alone at night, but that was before Nikita had explained about the Omonoia Hexagon. Now that she knew how to protect herself, things were different, weren’t they? Plus, it wasn’t like Mamá and Babá were always completely honest with her. She lay there for over an hour, weighing the pros and cons. One minute, she was sure she would go; the next, she was sure she would not.

She decided to go for it. She had already lost their love and respect anyway, so, even if they did find out, she had nothing more to lose. She had everything to gain.

She scooped up Nikita’s flip flops and tip-toed across the apartment, letting herself out the front door. Once she was down on the street, she slipped on the shoes and headed toward Omonoia Square.

Gertie avoided eye contact with the people she passed on the sidewalk, but she looked over them, hoping to find Jeno. When she reached the square and still had not found him, she wondered if it would do any good to ask around. The idea of approaching the tramps got her heart beating crazily. Those around her must have noticed, because they looked her way with interest. Frightened, she ran to the center of the hexagon where a few other people had already gathered.

The vampires couldn’t take her by force, even on the outside of the hexagon, but, out there, they could use mind control.

The night air was chilly, and she wore nothing but her tank top and shorts. She rubbed her arms to create heat and stepped side to side as she watched the people in and around the square.

When a man passed by, she took a chance that he might be a tramp. There was something in his confidence and in his gaze, especially the way he eyed the people huddled together in the center of the square. The biggest tell was his extraordinary good looks.

“Have you seen Jeno?” she asked him.

His brows shot up with surprise, disappearing behind his long, dark hair. “Why do you ask?”

“I need to talk to him,” she said, avoiding his dark eyes.

“Then call him.” The man was tall and thin and wearing a business suit, but he had long, untidy hair, and he had dirty hands. He continued on his way.

“I don’t have his number.”

The man stopped, turned to face her, and guffawed. Then he said, “Come here and I will take you to him.”

Gertie cocked her head to one side, considering it.

“Don’t go,” said an older man standing next to her, who was toothless and probably homeless. “He’s a vreak.”

“Butt out, old man,” the tramp said.

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