The Wages of Sin (Blood Brothers Vampire Series Book Two)
be?”
    “Jewel.” She shook his hand, not taking her eyes off
his.
    “Vivienne,” said Vivienne, not wanting to be left
out of the conversation, but everyone ignored her all the same.
    “You know, Jonathan has told me so very little about
you,” said Loki. “Shockingly little. Nothing at all, as a matter of
fact.”
    “Jewel and I dated back in Idaho before I came
here,” Jonathan said a little too anxiously. “Idaho’s awful,
there’s not much worth talking about in that section of my life.
What brings you to Vegas, Jewel?”
    “She lives here,” said Loki. “You ought to know
that. You lived here with her.”
    “This bitch? Never.”
    Jewel looked hurt and furious. Vivienne looked at
Jonathan like he was the biggest prick she’d ever met, as though
she had the faintest idea who any of these people were or what was
going on.
    Loki giggled. “He’s trying to upset you so you’ll
leave the table. He thinks it’s safer for you that way.”
    “Hm. I see. So you’re the perceptive type.”
    “I am, as a matter of fact. How sweet of you to
notice.”
    “You can just see through everybody,” said Vivienne
affectionately. Loki was sick of her already.
    “Just go, Jewel,” said Jonathan.
    “I’m not afraid of vampires.”
    “So few of you are. That’s your tragedy.”
    “How do you know each other?” asked Jewel.
    “He’s writing a book about me. Or did you already
know that?” Loki looked back and forth between them.
    Jewel didn’t answer.
    “E-mail,” said Loki. He grinned a little. “Vivienne,
go get us a shot of something, will you?”
    Vivienne stood up with a smile and left the
table.
    “So what do I have to expect?” Loki asked the two of
them. “Cops? Friends with guns? Camera crews? Crosses? Garlic? Holy
water? What have you got?”
    Jewel shifted in her seat. She found she suddenly
believed every word Jonathan had written and would have felt awful
for the things she’d written back were she not absolutely
terrified.
    “There’s nothing, is there? You thought of notifying
somebody but you decided you were big and strong enough to handle
it on your own and now that you’re here you’re not so sure. And
Jonathan over here knows you’re not. He wishes you’d just get up
and run, but that’s not going to happen. You’re too frightened to
do it, and with good reason.”
    “Let her go, Loki. We don’t even talk anymore. As
long as you’ve got me, she’ll keep quiet.”
    “I don’t think she will. I think you earned yourself
a cellmate. I bet you write better when you’re writing for two
lives instead of one.”
    “Let me go,” said Jewel quietly. “I won’t talk.”
    “You will though. I’m good at gauging that sort of
thing.” He was. And she would have.
    “If you touch me I’ll scream,” said Jewel. This was
something humans said to scare other humans who were afraid of
attention. Its effects were stronger on men who had killed fewer
than sixty thousand people.
    “I won’t touch you. You just come with us when we
leave and I’ll never even have to get within six inches of
you.”
    “Run, Jewel. Just run.”
    Loki laughed. “Don’t listen to this joker. He’s
talking crazy.”
    About that time Vivienne came back to the table with
four shot-glasses full of something or other.
    “What did I miss?” she asked.
    “I think we’re all getting ready to head back to my
place,” said Loki. “Aren’t we?”
    Jonathan and Jewel said nothing.
    “Can I come?” asked Vivienne.
    “Of course you may,” said Loki. “Let’s drink a toast
to new friends and get the hell out of here.”
    And though Vivienne was the only one of the five who
knew what they were drinking, nobody drank quite as eagerly as
Jonathan.
     
    Thor arrived back at The Chupacabra as Loki and
Jonathan were coming out the door with Vivienne and a cute black
woman.
    “Heading out?” asked Thor, doing his best to hide
his intent to ditch his Brothers and leave town as soon as the big
guy

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