Kerrelyn Sparks by The Undead Next Door

Author:The Undead Next Door
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780061755439
Publisher: a cognizant original v5 release october 16 2010
Published: 2010-10-16T04:00:00+00:00

Heather winced as Bethany kicked her again. Between sleeping with a live tornado and her worries about the house and Jean-Luc, Heather had hardly slept a wink.

Fidelia moaned suddenly, jerking Heather more fully awake. She glanced at the bedside table where the clock numbers glowed red in the dark. Five-thirty A.M. The sun would be up soon.

Fidelia moaned again, thrashing her arms and legs. Heather considered waking her, but she really wanted whatever information Fidelia’s dream had to offer.

The older woman sat up so suddenly, Heather gasped.

“Fidelia,” she whispered. “Are you all right?”

“Eyes, red glowing eyes in the dark. Danger.”

That was creepy, but it didn’t tell them very much. “Anything else?”

With a sigh, Fidelia rested against the headboard. “I couldn’t see much. It was dark. Nighttime. I heard growling. A white flash of long gnashing teeth.”

Heather shuddered. The room grew silent except for Bethany’s slow and even breathing.

Finally she stood and stretched. She couldn’t let a bad dream stop her from living. And since she couldn’t sleep, she might as well get to work. The first thing she needed to do was buy some groceries. “Do you want anything from the kitchen?” She snorted. “Some champagne?”

Fidelia chuckled. “I’m fine. I’m going back to sleep. I’ll get up when the little one wakes up.”

“Okay. Sleep well.” Heather stumbled into the bathroom. After a quick shower, she dressed in the new underwear, jeans, and green T-shirt they’d bought the night before. She slipped on her old athletic shoes and exited quietly into the hallway. A window at the end of the hall provided some dim light. The moon was half full, and stars sparkled in a clear sky.

She paused outside Jean-Luc’s office. Would he be inside? They’d never discussed the specifics of her job. A red blinking light overhead drew her attention. The surveillance camera was on. Was someone watching her?

She slipped down the backstairs and peeked into the main corridor. Empty. There was a faint sound. Music.

She glanced at the cellar door. After a quick look around, she tiptoed to the door. The sound of music grew louder.

She pressed an ear against the door. Classical music. A piano and something with a tinkling sound. A harpsichord? She curled her fingers around the doorknob and gave it a twist. It turned slightly, then stuck fast. Locked.

“May I help you?” a deep voice spoke behind her.

She whirled to find Robby MacKay standing in the hall. “I…good morning. I was looking for the kitchen.”

“Over here.” He turned to indicate the door on the other side of the staircase.

“Oh, that’s right. I’m still learning my way around.” She strode toward the kitchen. “I thought I’d make a list of things we need from the grocery store. The pantry’s bare, you know.”

“’Tis full now. We bought ye some food.”

“Oh.” She paused outside the kitchen door. “Well, thank you. That was very efficient of you.”

He crossed his arms, giving her a thoughtful look. “I found yer handbag in yer truck last night. ’Tis in the security office. I’ll bring it to you.

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