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Authors: Glenn Bullion
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don't look fragile."
The Indian man held out his hand as Victoria neared the bottom, gesturing for her to wait. She stayed within the safety of the darkness, just out of the light's reach.
"Miss Victoria?" he said.
"Please, just Victoria."
"Welcome to New Delhi," he said with a nod. No smile, no warmth. Just a firm handshake. "We've already packed all your luggage."
Victoria smiled in approval, but she wasn't happy at all. She wanted to see her luggage getting moved from the plane. Powerful circle of vampires or not, she wanted to move her own luggage. But she didn't have much choice.
"I'm Amit," he said, then turned toward the limousine. "As you can see, no windows at all in the back. You'll be completely safe. Are you ready to go?"
A hand grabbed her gently from behind. The hugs from both Liz and Denise caught her by surprise, but it was a nice gesture. She squeezed them both and flashed a goodbye smile.
"Okay," Amit said, shifting position. "Uh, I'm sorry about this. I know this isn't exactly…elegant. But I'm going to block the sun with my umbrella here. If you can just…you know, jump into…."
Victoria laughed as Amit showed some personality for the first time. She simply held up her hand.
"It's okay, Amit," she said, making sure to say his name correctly. A person's name was important, and should always be treated with respect. A lesson her brother Jack could stand to learn. "Don't worry. You wouldn't believe some of the crazy things I've done to avoid the sun."
She moved quickly, pushing through the remaining three feet to the door and landing on the seat. The last thing she saw before Amit closed the door was Liz and Denise waving.
The limousine was more than she expected, and certainly nice, custom-designed for her kind. Instead of alcohol and ice, there was a single bottle of champagne, with a decorative label, that did not contain champagne. Victoria was still riding high from the warm feeding with Liz, and passed on the offer.
A divider separated the back of the limousine from the driver. Not long after they began moving, a tiny window in the middle of the divider slid open. Amit glanced at her over his shoulder as he drove.
"Comfortable?" he asked.
"Very. I have to admit, this is much more than I expected. Do you work for the hotel?"
The question surprised him.
"Of course. Is this your first meeting?"
"It is," she admitted. "I'm just filling in for an old friend."
"Ah," he said, nodding. "Your kind has been very good to our hotel. You've held your meetings there since I was a little boy. The entire top floor is yours, for your business. I think you'll find it very pleasant." He reached into his coat pocket and handed her a card. "I also live two blocks from the hotel. My address is on there, and so is my cell phone. For your stay, I'll be your personal assistant."
"Oh, wow. Amit, really, I appreciate it. But I don't need a personal assistant."
"Maybe not," he said, laughing shortly. "But I'll be available if you need me." He reached for the sliding window. "We're entering a little of a sunny zone here. So, for your protection—"
"Wait," she said. "Leave it open a little. I'll be careful. I've never seen New Delhi before."
"Certainly."
She took in the sights as best she could as Amit navigated the streets. New Delhi was beautiful. Ironically, it reminded her of Baltimore in some regards. It had the potential to change every block. A rough neighborhood one moment shifted into a tourist attraction the next.
"What do you think?" Amit asked, as he waited at a light for several bicyclists to pass.
"It's beautiful. I wish I could really take it in during the day."
That wasn't a lie. For her stay, she was a normal vampire, hiding from the sun.
"We've come a long way," he said. "We have roads, running water, and something they put
The Indian man held out his hand as Victoria neared the bottom, gesturing for her to wait. She stayed within the safety of the darkness, just out of the light's reach.
"Miss Victoria?" he said.
"Please, just Victoria."
"Welcome to New Delhi," he said with a nod. No smile, no warmth. Just a firm handshake. "We've already packed all your luggage."
Victoria smiled in approval, but she wasn't happy at all. She wanted to see her luggage getting moved from the plane. Powerful circle of vampires or not, she wanted to move her own luggage. But she didn't have much choice.
"I'm Amit," he said, then turned toward the limousine. "As you can see, no windows at all in the back. You'll be completely safe. Are you ready to go?"
A hand grabbed her gently from behind. The hugs from both Liz and Denise caught her by surprise, but it was a nice gesture. She squeezed them both and flashed a goodbye smile.
"Okay," Amit said, shifting position. "Uh, I'm sorry about this. I know this isn't exactly…elegant. But I'm going to block the sun with my umbrella here. If you can just…you know, jump into…."
Victoria laughed as Amit showed some personality for the first time. She simply held up her hand.
"It's okay, Amit," she said, making sure to say his name correctly. A person's name was important, and should always be treated with respect. A lesson her brother Jack could stand to learn. "Don't worry. You wouldn't believe some of the crazy things I've done to avoid the sun."
She moved quickly, pushing through the remaining three feet to the door and landing on the seat. The last thing she saw before Amit closed the door was Liz and Denise waving.
The limousine was more than she expected, and certainly nice, custom-designed for her kind. Instead of alcohol and ice, there was a single bottle of champagne, with a decorative label, that did not contain champagne. Victoria was still riding high from the warm feeding with Liz, and passed on the offer.
A divider separated the back of the limousine from the driver. Not long after they began moving, a tiny window in the middle of the divider slid open. Amit glanced at her over his shoulder as he drove.
"Comfortable?" he asked.
"Very. I have to admit, this is much more than I expected. Do you work for the hotel?"
The question surprised him.
"Of course. Is this your first meeting?"
"It is," she admitted. "I'm just filling in for an old friend."
"Ah," he said, nodding. "Your kind has been very good to our hotel. You've held your meetings there since I was a little boy. The entire top floor is yours, for your business. I think you'll find it very pleasant." He reached into his coat pocket and handed her a card. "I also live two blocks from the hotel. My address is on there, and so is my cell phone. For your stay, I'll be your personal assistant."
"Oh, wow. Amit, really, I appreciate it. But I don't need a personal assistant."
"Maybe not," he said, laughing shortly. "But I'll be available if you need me." He reached for the sliding window. "We're entering a little of a sunny zone here. So, for your protection—"
"Wait," she said. "Leave it open a little. I'll be careful. I've never seen New Delhi before."
"Certainly."
She took in the sights as best she could as Amit navigated the streets. New Delhi was beautiful. Ironically, it reminded her of Baltimore in some regards. It had the potential to change every block. A rough neighborhood one moment shifted into a tourist attraction the next.
"What do you think?" Amit asked, as he waited at a light for several bicyclists to pass.
"It's beautiful. I wish I could really take it in during the day."
That wasn't a lie. For her stay, she was a normal vampire, hiding from the sun.
"We've come a long way," he said. "We have roads, running water, and something they put
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