Son of Our Blood

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the
refrigerator. And be careful of the glass items there. Sara collects them and
gets testy when they’re broken.” The cabinet opened and the drugs were sitting
next to the glass. “Who else knows that you’re adept in psychokinesis?”
    “You. I’m pretty sure that guy who let
me come back here, the king. And this guy I dated for a while. He tried to sell
me to a lab somewhere so they could cut me open. He doesn’t bother me anymore.”
She opened the bottle and took out five aspirin and swallowed them with a large
drink of water. “Why? Do you have some lab that’ll make you rich too?”
    He smiled gently at her. “No. I have
enough money and I’ve no use for doctors. What did you do to the young man?”
    She shrugged. “I lifted him against the
ceiling for a few days. Of course, he might have been okay if I hadn’t spun him
around most of that time. I’m also glad it was his apartment. The puke probably
never cleaned out of his leather sofa.” It was a surreal conversation, but the
only one she’d had since she got here that she felt in control of. “That lady,
Elizabeth I think her name was, she said you didn’t believe magic and vampires
went together. Is that what you are?”
    “Yes. So is Mac. He’s not happy about it,
I just found out, and wants to die.” She watched the hurt come over his eyes.
“I guess I’m not happy with him either.”
    “I tried to kill myself once. After Paul,
I didn’t want to go on…there are days when I still find it hard to wake up
every day and get moving. I don’t think being a vampire would be all that fun.”
She shivered. “Are you going to bite me?”
    “No. You belong to Mac now.”
    She shook her head.
    “But you do. You may not like it, but
it’s true.”
    “He doesn’t want me either. Something
about being forced to watch over me so that those ladies will give him what he
wants. Death, I’m assuming.” Aaron nodded. “I heard Shamus telling that lady
that your son made the queen promise before she knew what he wanted. Is that
why you are pissed at her? That queen lady?”
    “She should have told me.”
    Andi didn’t want to get involved, and as
soon as she could manage it, she was leaving. She’d have to go with less money,
but she was leaving.
    “Seems to me that he’s more to blame
than her. And if he really wanted to die, why did he make her promise not to
tell and not just go do it? I mean, I just pulled my beater into the garage and
let it run with the door down. I didn’t expect to have it die on me. When I
woke up I was very disappointed. I didn’t try again, but it doesn’t mean I
won’t.”
    “Are you saying that some divine
intervention stepped in and you’re alive only because of that?” Aaron snorted.
“This isn’t the same thing. She knew that he was contemplating it and didn’t
tell me. She broke my trust.”
    “No, she didn’t. She kept it.” Andi
stood up. “How much respect would you have for someone like her if she broke
promises like people use tissues? Not so much, I’m thinking. But she did help
you. She made him do something in exchange for him being able to die. What have
you done for him since you found out?” She walked to the door and out. No one
tried to stop her and she wasn’t surprised to find the gate open when she got
to it. As she walked down the street toward the hotel she’d been staying in she
thought about the family. Vampires.
    Did she believe in them? She didn’t
know. Magic? Not that either, but she did believe in Mr. MacManus. He’d been
straight up with her and she right back at him. When she reached the hotel her
truck was still sitting where she’d left it and the room she’d been in had a
new door. She went to the desk to see if they had been able to salvage her
things.
    “The owner came and picked them up about
an hour ago. He said to tell you that he put them in your truck along with the
other stuff you left at his office.”
    She was confused, trying to think what
she

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