Bad Blood: Cora's Choice Vampire Series #3 by V. M. Black

Author:V. M. Black [Black, V. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Swift River Media Group
Published: 2014-05-18T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

“I’d like to get some stuff from my apartment,” I said as the SUV rolled away from the curb. “If it’s safe, I mean.”

The clothes Worth had picked out for me were far more stylish and flattering than anything I owned, but they weren’t mine. I wanted my own comb, my own toothbrush. My own shampoo.

Dorian and Clarissa exchanged another look. I was beyond sick of it.

“Look, why don’t you two just tell me what the hell is going on?” I snapped. “Why do you think I might get attacked in empty rooms, and why is Clarissa staring at that what-ever-it-is for?”

There was a ringing silence for a long moment, and finally, Dorian said. “Djinn can be slippery. They fool human eyes more easily than agnatic senses, but a good measure of caution is always wise when we deal with them. Clarissa’s tool helps us detect if there is one about, even if we don’t see it.”

“They’re not normally social creatures—unlike agnates,” Clarissa said, and I couldn’t tell whether she was being sarcastic about the last bit. “But one of them could very well take offense at the, uh, neutralization of the other djinn the night before. And when someone hires one assassin, there’s good reason to believe that he might hire more.”

“So is it safe for me to go to my apartment?” I asked. “Or not? Just tell me. I’m not going to pitch a fit if I can’t get my way.”

“It should be safe,” Clarissa said. “It should be as safe as it ever is for any cognate, now.”

“And how safe is that?” I pressed.

“Untouchable,” she said simply. “No one should dare to harm a hair of your head. Follow you, yes. Spy on you? Absolutely, especially after Dorian’s invitation yesterday. But if you should step out in front of a speeding truck, it’s their duty to try to save you, even if they’re Dorian’s sworn enemies.”

“So what’s all this about, then?” I made a motion to include her and the other cars that were following discreetly behind.

“Paranoia,” Dorian broke in. “But I would not have survived as long as I have without it.”

“They shouldn’t have attacked you the first time,” Clarissa said to me. “But that was merely…bad form. Not practically unheard of, like it is now.”

“Bad form,” I repeated. I didn’t consider killing people to be bad form.

“Once you are properly introduced, I will pull the escort,” Dorian said.

“Until then, you’ll have a bigger entourage than Michael Jackson,” Clarissa added brightly. “But he’s dead, isn’t he? Well, someone else famous, then.”

“So my apartment?” I pressed.

“Should be fine,” Clarissa said. “Really, Dorian, you think scaring her like this is worth it?”

I just looked at Dorian.

Finally, he nodded. “It should be fine.”

“Okay, then,” I said. “Let’s get my things.”

Dorian gave the order to the driver, and we drove to campus in silence.

As the Escalade approached the entrance to my apartment building, I spotted my Gramma’s Ford Focus in the parking lot. I craned my neck around, looking for signs of damage, but it appeared to be in perfect repair.

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