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since our Justicars aren’t allowed on his land. He testified that if they had more land then the women would start breeding again.”
    Dmetri nodded. “At trial he said that the tight space of his clan somehow affects the fertility rate.”
    Vane shook his head in disbelief. “That’s ridiculous. I mean it has to be. That’s fucking nonsense.”

    Brayden nodded in agreement. “True, however Claude’s literally been losing his mind for some time now. At Ariss’ trial, she testified that he’d been slowly losing his wits for years, growing more deranged. He believes it, that’s all that matters to him.” Vane nodded towards Dmetri’s wound which had finally slowed its bleeding. He’d need a good several pints tonight; already he felt lightheaded.
    “Yeah, he and I got into it,” Dmetri said.
    “I heard you went on the date with Christine,” Vane said. “Where is she?”
    “She drove back here. I haven’t been by to check on her yet. She was unharmed.” Dmetri was about to ask if she had, in fact, made it back but Vane beat him to it.
    “Gerry called me a while ago said that she came in crazed saying you were attacked.” He sighed heavily. “God, this is all a mess. Nothing can ever be simple anymore.” Dmetri shifted uncomfortably. As if Vane had started and couldn’t stop, he went on.
    “And on top of that, Sarina keeps talking about her prick of a father. I wish that dog was dead.”
    “Her father is King Brunes, correct?” asked Brayden.
    “Yup, the one and only prick of all pricks. She said she can’t get it out of her mind.
    Nothing I say or do helps either.”
    “Can’t get what out?” Dmetri asked.
    “She said she thinks her father killed her mother when she was twelve. Supposedly her mother died in a drowning accident while sailing on their yacht. Fuck. What do I say to that, you know? I don’t know and I can’t find out. Maybe if I tortured the bastard...” Brayden rested his chin on his hand thoughtfully. “I remember that case.” Vane sat up. “There was a case?”
    “Sure, when she was reported dead there was an investigation though I don’t think it was a big one. It’s unusual for a lykaen to drown. I think they ruled it an accidental death though.”
    “Yeah, but now Sarina keeps questioning things. Says she remembered him acting strangely after he got back from the trip with her; he was vague with details, things like that.”
    “Sounds like he was shocked at the loss,” Dmetri said.
    “Or lying,” Vane said.
    “I could look into it for you. It may take some time though,” Brayden said.

    Vane looked so relieved he slumped in his seat. “That’d be a miracle, if only to ease Sarina’s mind. How long do you think it’d take? I mean even if it was truly an accident, I’d rather know and have it looked into than not.”
    “A few months at least. I’ll have to dig up old records.” Vane came forward and clasped Brayden’s hand in a firm handshake. “Thank you. This means a lot to me. If I can ever do anything for you, let me know.” Brayden stood and made for the door. Grasping the door handle, he pulled it open. A mass of dark hair and girl fell to the floor. “I believe we have a listener.” Vane all but growled. “Vanessa what do you think you’re doing?” She humphed as she dragged herself off the ground, and then her eyes locked on Brayden.
    “I was curious,” she said slowly, never taking her eyes off the old vampire. She held out her hand. “And you are?”
    Brayden looked down at her hand but didn’t take it. Instead he turned to Vane, completely dismissing the girl.
    “Who is this?”
    “Vanessa Kategan, my cousin. She ran away from home. I’m letting her stay here while we get some things straightened out.”
    Dmetri watched the girl glare at Brayden for not taking her hand. She crossed her arms instead and continued to watch him. If he wasn’t wrong, and he rarely was, then he saw interest in her eyes. Dmetri would have warned her

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