Victoria Danann - 08 Vampire Hunter by Victoria Danann

Author:Victoria Danann [Danann, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

Ram

We watched the playback of Elora’s “audience” with Baka in the conference room adjacent to Sol’s offices. ‘Twas difficult to watch, but curiously I was able to see things I had no’ seen when I was terrified for Elora’s life. Baka’s fascination with Elora clearly went beyond hittin’ on her, although I could no’ say if he was interested in blood, sex, or both. Baka was lookin’ at her like she was the end game. And I did no’ like it.

I had the stray thought that Sol might no’ have considered what would happen if a vampire ingested Elora’s blood. He might absorb some of her density and, therefore, enhanced abilities. And then where would we be? Paddy.

I heard Sol talkin’ and realized the playback had ended.

“…fulfilled your part of the bargain. You are, therefore, free to come and go on probationary status, but you are bound by your vows of secrecy same as any other Black Swan employee.”

“I understand.” She smiled, clearly delighted at the prospect of bein’ out on her own. At the same time, the idea of that made me shudder.

“We should go into the city for a celebration dinner,” Storm said, smilin’ at Elora. I wanted to punch him in the mouth and watch it swell up so that his smile would look as ridiculous to Elora as it did to me.

“The rest of this meeting concerns plans going forward so you are free to leave, Ms. Laiken.”

“I’ll stay,” she said simply, as if she could no’ take the hint. I could no’ help but smile because I knew she was adept at nuance.

Sol looked surprised. His brow creased slightly with displeasure, but he decided to allow it. “Very well. He’ll be arriving tomorrow to coordinate strategy.” Sol pointed a remote at the screen and a map of a section of Manhattan came up. I recognized it because ‘twas a frequent focus for patrol. “Monq’s team has concluded that the abductions seem to be clustering in this area.” He pointed the pin light to the corner of 39th and Broadway. “It’s a club called Notte Fuoco.”

A street view photo of the club came up.

“It’s all the rage,” he said flatly with dispassionate distaste. “A restaurant and two floors of depravity.”

I suppressed a snort at Sol’s puritanism. I doubted he was personally acquainted with what the word ‘depraved’ truly meant, but he’d been a young knight once. If he’d written an autobiography, I had no’ read it. So who was I to judge?

“The restaurant is on street level.” Street view was replaced with an interior shot taken when no one was there. “The second story is deejay dance.” That photo revealed a crowded, dimly lit room with dancers in bird-cage contraptions suspended from the ceilin’ and wave lightin’, oscillatin’ from purple to red to white to blue.

Elora leaned over and whispered. “Somebody should have told them that nobody looks good in colored lights.”

I snickered quietly, but no’ so quietly that Sol did no’ hear it.

“Something funny about this, Hawking?”

“No’ at all, Sovereign.

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