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temptation to wax poetic about the gift of a kindred spirit. Just as quickly as the notion surfaced, however, another thought from Chloe’s immediate memory captured my attention.
    I issued the question almost involuntarily. “Chloe, who is Julian?”
    “Oh, thanks for reminding me,” she began. As she paused to remember the details, her mind filled with detail and painted a clearer picture of the man. He was tall wearing a long coat, possessing a thick, European accent and Germanic features which stirred faint echoes of the man I had once called ‘ Opa Fiedler ’. Rather than bearing the dark hair of my grandfather Wilhelm, though, Julian possessed dirty blond locks and had approached Chloe with a painted on smile. ‘ Have there been any unusual cases in the hospital this past week? ’ he had asked, but I read the deadly intent past the false cordiality.
    “Fuck,” I said, interrupting whatever Chloe had started to say in response . She furrowed her brow at first, and then let out a tiny yelp when I gripped her shoulders and turned her to face me . “How long ago was this?
    At first her eyes widened, her expression befuddled, but as I relinquished my grip, Chloe stammered, turning a pallid shade of white. “F-fifteen minutes? Maybe less? It was right before I came up to see you. I, uh… it was what made me think to check up on you.”
    “Bloody hell.” Spinning around, I regarded the hospital building while running my fingers through my hair. My mind reeled. “Fifteen minutes. That is too long. Surely he…” I trailed off, sensing fear take hold of me and twist my stomach into knots. It was the same fear I harbored when I carried Monica from the Council , inspiring the same determination. Without another thought, I dashed for the doors and damned the consequences of using my vampire speed in front of the human populace. If anyone watched my sprint into the hospital, I paid them no mind. I needed to get to the third floor, and fast.
    Bypassing the elevators, I slammed past the obstruction between me and the stairs and continued my upward ascent. My feet vaulted them two or three at a time, even when I passed a male nurse who stared as I bounded past. Within seconds the last flight of steps was all but a memory. The door opened and a hallway was all stopping me from reaching my watcher.
    That was when I spied him standing next to the nurses’ station.
    I skidded to a stop. He stood straight and smirked, as though he knew without needing to be told who I was. ‘ Blasted seer instincts , ’ I murmured in my mind as he brushed back the folds of his coat and freed a crossbow from a sling. Already loaded, it only needed to be raised. His smirk turned downright vicious.
    “There you are, little vampire,” Julian said. “Your executioner has come to deliver your punishment.” Nurses screamed and ducked for cover. Time stood still as he pulled the trigger and a bolt sailed to intercept its target. I had milliseconds to register one last, fleeting thought.
    ‘ Son of a bitch. Why does this keep happening to me? ’

Chapter Five
     
    My sunglasses nearly flew off as I spilled onto the floor and slid into a wall in my effort to avoid the projectile . I reached up to adjust them, avoiding the chance to make a bad situation worse. Julian had already caught me unaware. Facing him blind would ensure the next shot did not miss.
    I clamored to my feet with less grace than normal. Our eyes met and both of us regarded each other with what appeared to be the same posture. He resembled the mental image Chloe had donated, but this time I saw the emerald green eyes and had all the confirmation I needed. If the weapon in his hands did not reveal his identity, the smug, self-righteous way he eyed me read of a company man. Monica’ s warning echoed ominously when I caught sight of the sword strapped to his waist. One way or another, he would be certain I did not walk away from this encounter.
    We would just have to see about