Alchemist by Isabella Jordan

Author:Isabella Jordan [Jordan, Isabella]
Language: lav
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Vitali Kerensky nodded to Joey the next morning when he entered the hardware shop, quietly asking a younger man working at the cash register to watch things for him. Joey followed him through the small, tidy store filled with tiny, metal parts to a door at the back.

The room beyond was generous in size. A desk was off to one side and there was a simple counter with a coffee pot, toaster oven, and a small microwave. A wooden table sat at the room’s center. The men Joey wanted to talk to were sitting there.

Ilia Kerensky, who owned the hardware store with his brother, sat with his arms folded across his chest. Joey had always like Ilia. He’d always found him fair and easy to get along with.

Alex sat next to him, holding out a hand that Joey warmly clasped. Alex was a good friend and they’d been through a lot together. They’d even once shared Casey, the reporter they’d kidnapped not long after they’d escaped the lab. Casey was now Alex’s mate.

Alex had always been fascinated with mechanical things, even when they had still been at the lab. With the help of his mate, Casey, he’d learned to drive and was all consumed by computers. Joey knew Alex was taking classes online and hoped eventually to be able to work from their home using the computer somehow.

Over the last several months, the computer had become Joey’s world. He’d used disks that Casey and Alex had given him to learn to read, to learn math, just like he was a small child. He’d discovered that he was a fast study and the more he learned, the more he wanted to know. He had so many disks on so many subjects now. Foreign languages fascinated him and he had more than a passing interest in anything electronic.

He hadn’t thought anything could make him happier than being literate until Casey taught him and Alex to drive a car. Now he enjoyed any excuse to drive.

Mikhail Turgenev sat across the table from the other two, his hands folded in his lap. As he often did, he looked bored, even pissed that he had to be there. Joey didn’t know Mikhail very well himself. He only knew the Kerensky brothers, Ilia in particular, had no use for him. Alex often acted as a buffer between the brothers and Mikhail, always pointing out that they all needed to work together.

Aside from that, Mikhail was married to Vitali and Ilia’s sister, Nadia. It wasn’t like they could get rid of him anyway. Mikhail and Nadia ran the butcher shop next door.

Pulling out a chair next to Mikhail, Joey sat down.

“What’s up, Joe?” Alex started out while Vitali closed the door behind them.

Joey pulled the clear, plastic bag containing the knife, dried blood and fur out of his jacket and held it up.

“Someone left something at my front door yesterday evening,” Joey announced.

Alex stared at that bag. Vitali walked around the table to get a better view, leaning against the wall nearby.

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