Rajmund by D B Reynolds

Author:D B Reynolds [D B Reynolds]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ImaJinn Books, Inc.
Published: 2012-03-30T09:23:48+00:00

Chapter Twenty-six

Sarah waited until they were in Raj's car and back on the main road, before saying, “Remember when I told you Krystof was talking to some woman at that university reception?"

"Mmm,” Raj said absently.

"It was Estelle Edwards."

He glanced at her in disbelief. “Why didn't you say something before?” he demanded.

"I never saw her photograph before,” she replied calmly.

"But you met with Scavetti—"

"For five minutes, so he could tell me all the reasons I didn't belong on his precious case. I only know what Trish looks like because she was in the paper."

"Goddamn it."

"I don't get it, Raj."

"What don't you get?” he asked. He seemed angry suddenly, although not necessarily at her.

"What's the connection? Why Estelle Edwards, and why those women?"

"Blood,” he said succinctly. “That son of a bitch."

"Explain please."

He scowled. “Vampires stay young forever. Humans would like to also. It's all in the blood."

Sarah's eyes opened wide in understanding. “Oh, my God,” she said. “And Estelle Edwards is a hematologist! She could make a fortune."

"Exactly."

"But why hasn't someone done it before now? Hell, why haven't you all set up a corporation and raked it in?"

He stopped at a red light and twisted around to look at her. “How long do you think vampires would remain free if humans figured out a way for our blood to make them live forever?” he asked grimly.

She stared at him as realization struck. “Right,” she said. “Got it.” The light changed and the BMW took off like it was on a raceway. “So is Krystof in trouble?” she asked.

Mr. Inscrutable just shrugged, ignoring her question, and Sarah had a sudden, strong urge to throw something at him. Unfortunately, there was nothing handy, and besides, at the speed he was going, the car would probably crash spectacularly and she'd die. He'd be fine, of course. Stupid vampire.

Staring straight ahead, he whipped the powerful sedan down the empty streets, his anger fairly radiating off of him. She expected him to take her straight home and dump her at the curb, so she was surprised when he turned toward the university.

"The roommate's name is Jennifer Stewart,” he said abruptly and rattled off her phone number. “Give her a try."

"Yes, my lord,” she responded, which earned her a sideways glare. She punched in the number.

"If she's not there, I'll drop you off—"

"Hi, is this Jennifer?” Sarah made a face at Raj. “Jennifer, my name's Sarah Stratton."

Jennifer Stewart could have been Patricia Cowens's twin sister, Raj thought. They had the same heart-shaped face surrounded by long, curly black hair, the same newly ripe body, fairly begging to be plucked.

"I told the police,” she was saying. “Trish never went to one of those parties before. She was really sweet, but she hardly went anywhere. It was a big deal for her that her dad let her move into the dorm, and she didn't want to do anything to make him change his mind. He's pretty protective, like totally obsessed almost. Did you know he bought a house here just so he could visit on weekends? It's out in the country and it's like huge.

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