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.“I’ve been trying to find you for two days to tell you that.”My voice failed me, so I nodded.In my heart, I had known that’s what the calls were about, I was just afraid to hear it.It was easy enough for him, he had always been Dad’s favorite–his eldest son, the one who shared his gift.His place in the family had always been assured, and so he had never felt the least bit threatened by any of our brothers or sisters.Even as a small child, he had not had the normal amount of sibling jealousy.“When Mom and Dad told me what they were going to do, I blew up the garage.They both need new cars now.”I almost smiled, picturing that, but I couldn’t make my face form the expression.There was still a question weighing too heavily on my heart.“I guess they actually went through with it?” I held my breath.“Yeah.”“I figured.”“So, about you and Evan-” Nicolas said.I threw my arms up in frustration.“How can you possibly be angry with me for that if you think he put a spell on me?”He grunted.“You’re right.I’m not angry with you, I’m angry with him.And at you for not calling me back.Did he tell you not to call me back?”“No, of course not, and I’m not under a spell.Look at my eyes.”I held still and let him lock gazes with me for a few long, seconds.He kept staring, even past the point when he should have recognized that there was no pink tinge, probably because he couldn’t believe it.“Well, you shouldn’t trust him, anyway,” Nicolas said.“I’ve never heard a less sincere apology in my life.He looked way too pleased with himself, and when Dad told him to stay away from you.”“What? You can’t just stop there.”Nicolas took a deep breath.“He laid into them, told them they’d abandoned you, and they had no power to either control or protect you.”“That’s all true.”“It was the way he said it,” Nicolas said.“I don’t trust him.”I opened my mouth, prepared to defend Evan, even if I had my own private doubts, but I never got the chance.At that moment, my office door crashed open with such force the glass shattered, and a vampire rushed inside–the walking corpse of Dr.Shore.30AT LEAST, I ASSUMED IT was Dr.Shore, or had been at one time.I had never met the man, not having spent much time around mundane medical providers, but he looked like a doctor–complete with blue scrubs and a white lab coat.The coat was caked in dirt, making it look as if he had just risen as a vampire, which, given the insanity shining in his feral yellow eyes, was just possible.No one would mistake this creature for a powerful sorcerer-vampire who had lived among us in secret for countless years.This was one of the unfortunate victims of fate whose transformation had gone badly wrong, either because the original personality was unstable, the demon who chose the body was insane, or some combination of the two.None of which mattered at that moment.Insane or not, unstable or not, he remained strong and deadly.He grunted in a way that made me wonder if he could speak, his eyes dancing past Nicolas as if he were invisible, but settling irrevocably on me.No academy award-winning performance would work against this thing.He didn’t have foreplay on his mind, or what was left of his mind, only death and destruction.I saw all that in his eyes the instant before he lunged at me, one hand going around my throat in a strangle hold I thought would break my neck.He lifted me off the ground, letting my feet dangle helplessly as he cut off the oxygen supply to my brain.I couldn’t breathe, but unlike my plunge into a dark pool, this time I wouldn’t be able to kick my way to the surface.My mind flashed back to the other incident, making me live the two together, back and forth, like bits of my life flashing before my eyes.I kicked, but to no avail.My hands tore uselessly at the iron noose around my neck until my vision began to blur, and stars danced before my eyes [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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