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had rescued a young girl from a brutal pimp. He was also her best chance of seeing justice rendered. If the police caught her mother's killer they'd put him in a prison and he might be released years later. If Rialto caught him, he'd ensure the killer never hurt anyone again.
"You can stay here,” she said quickly, before she could change her mind. “I'll sleep in my mother's room, you take mine, but I warn you that I'm a light sleeper, and if you so much as poke your head through the bedroom door, I'll separate it from your neck. Vampire or not, that would kill anybody ."
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Chapter Five
A cold wind breezed over her body, waking her gently from sleep. She opened her eyes, her gaze following a trail of white fog which entered the bedroom from beneath the door. The cold chill left her body, replaced by warmth and a sense of familiarity as the fog swirled upwards at the side of her bed, taking human shape
She pushed the sheets aside and sat up in bed, her heart beating rapidly as the person emerging from the mist became increasingly more familiar.
Warm tears trickled down her cheek as she blinked, emotion clogging her throat to the point she couldn't speak. Her mother stood before her, a vision of beauty in a long, white gossamer gown. Her pale blond hair shimmered, as though backlit by the sun, and her smile was pure radiance
"You're dead,” Aria managed to whisper as fresh tears slid down her face. “You can't be here.
"I am always with you,” her mother said, her smile fading. “Even in death I will watch over you."
"What's wrong?” Aria asked, watching fear seep into her mother's eyes as cold air once more stirred through the room.
"Danger comes your way."
"What danger?"
"I should have warned you earlier, taught you to be stronger.
Her mother's image shimmered, blinking in and out. Aria reached for her, but her hand found no purchase. Her mother was only there in spirit, a spirit which was quickly fading.
"Warned me of what? The killer? Mama, who killed you? Tell me his name!"
"I don't know the name, only the face.” She was fading faster now, mist swirling up from the floor to cocoon her again.
"Mom!
"Watch out for the vampire,” her mother said as the fog engulfed her and she vanished.
Aria woke to find her hand had gone stiff from clutching the crosses around her neck during the night. Her skin was pebbled with goosebumps and dried tears were sticky on her cheeks, but she was alone in the room. No chilled air or tendrils of mist remained.
"It was just a dream,” she whispered, not the least bit surprised. It was the first time since her mother's death that she'd set foot in the room. Her mother's scent was everywhere. Between it and her apprehension about Rialto being so near it was a wonder she'd been able to sleep at all.
Rialto.
She threw back the covers and swung her feet to the floor. She'd slept fully clothed, wanting to be ready if she had to wake up to fight off a vampire attack. Despite her gut's insistence that Rialto wasn't a complete monster, she'd decided to follow common sense and keep her guard up. Then there was the dream.
Watch out for the vampire.
It was a bit of advice she definitely planned to heed. Glancing at the clock on her mother's nightstand she saw she'd slept until well past noon. “I must have been more tired than I thought,” she murmured as she looked around the room, her heart aching as the familiar smell of her mother's belongings overwhelmed her.
She straightened the rose-colored bedding and lovingly ran her finger down the lacy sham which had once rested under her mother's golden head. “I miss you, Mom,” she whispered and walked across the room to the closet. She opened the door and the dam holding back her tears broke free as she looked at her mother's beautiful dresses and abundant supply of shoes. “So many beautiful things but none as beautiful as you,” she said on a gasp as the pain overtook her. “I'll find your
"You can stay here,” she said quickly, before she could change her mind. “I'll sleep in my mother's room, you take mine, but I warn you that I'm a light sleeper, and if you so much as poke your head through the bedroom door, I'll separate it from your neck. Vampire or not, that would kill anybody ."
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Chapter Five
A cold wind breezed over her body, waking her gently from sleep. She opened her eyes, her gaze following a trail of white fog which entered the bedroom from beneath the door. The cold chill left her body, replaced by warmth and a sense of familiarity as the fog swirled upwards at the side of her bed, taking human shape
She pushed the sheets aside and sat up in bed, her heart beating rapidly as the person emerging from the mist became increasingly more familiar.
Warm tears trickled down her cheek as she blinked, emotion clogging her throat to the point she couldn't speak. Her mother stood before her, a vision of beauty in a long, white gossamer gown. Her pale blond hair shimmered, as though backlit by the sun, and her smile was pure radiance
"You're dead,” Aria managed to whisper as fresh tears slid down her face. “You can't be here.
"I am always with you,” her mother said, her smile fading. “Even in death I will watch over you."
"What's wrong?” Aria asked, watching fear seep into her mother's eyes as cold air once more stirred through the room.
"Danger comes your way."
"What danger?"
"I should have warned you earlier, taught you to be stronger.
Her mother's image shimmered, blinking in and out. Aria reached for her, but her hand found no purchase. Her mother was only there in spirit, a spirit which was quickly fading.
"Warned me of what? The killer? Mama, who killed you? Tell me his name!"
"I don't know the name, only the face.” She was fading faster now, mist swirling up from the floor to cocoon her again.
"Mom!
"Watch out for the vampire,” her mother said as the fog engulfed her and she vanished.
Aria woke to find her hand had gone stiff from clutching the crosses around her neck during the night. Her skin was pebbled with goosebumps and dried tears were sticky on her cheeks, but she was alone in the room. No chilled air or tendrils of mist remained.
"It was just a dream,” she whispered, not the least bit surprised. It was the first time since her mother's death that she'd set foot in the room. Her mother's scent was everywhere. Between it and her apprehension about Rialto being so near it was a wonder she'd been able to sleep at all.
Rialto.
She threw back the covers and swung her feet to the floor. She'd slept fully clothed, wanting to be ready if she had to wake up to fight off a vampire attack. Despite her gut's insistence that Rialto wasn't a complete monster, she'd decided to follow common sense and keep her guard up. Then there was the dream.
Watch out for the vampire.
It was a bit of advice she definitely planned to heed. Glancing at the clock on her mother's nightstand she saw she'd slept until well past noon. “I must have been more tired than I thought,” she murmured as she looked around the room, her heart aching as the familiar smell of her mother's belongings overwhelmed her.
She straightened the rose-colored bedding and lovingly ran her finger down the lacy sham which had once rested under her mother's golden head. “I miss you, Mom,” she whispered and walked across the room to the closet. She opened the door and the dam holding back her tears broke free as she looked at her mother's beautiful dresses and abundant supply of shoes. “So many beautiful things but none as beautiful as you,” she said on a gasp as the pain overtook her. “I'll find your
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