Vampire Dating Agency III

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the phone. “Why – why me? How am I supposed to be able to –?”
    “I hope I
don’t have to convince you too hard. You know it wasn’t me who betrayed the
team, don’t you?”
    Jason shook
his head.
    “Hello?”
    “I – I don’t
know anything. Whether you had your own agenda with the vampires isn’t really
relevant now –”
    “Of course
it’s relevant.”
    “But why?”
    “Because I
need you trust me.”
    “I don’t know
if I’m able to.” Jason paused. “What about the others? Dino? Riley? Have you
reached out to anyone else?”
    “Not yet. I
chose to come to you first. Please don’t let me down.”
    Jason didn’t
know what to say.
    He was
flabbergasted.
    “Come on,
Jason. You know we have unfinished business.”
    “You mean …
Haley…”
    “Yes,” Nadine
said softly. “And catching the man who killed her.”

 
    CHAPTER
THIRTY-THREE
     
     
    When Jason thought back to his memory
of Nadine, he recalled features that were interchangeable. The robustness of
her stature, the size of her shoulders and overall height – who would have
thought the right pair of boots and a man’s coat would have such an impact.
Jason also remembered her hair – long and black. It contrasted against her
powdered skin.
    Lastly, he
remembered her sunglasses.
    None of which
were present now.
    He watched
her from the windows of his car, moving about the front of the prison. Looking.
Searching. Back and forth.
    He could see
she was small. Weak and fragile.
    She didn’t
have any hair. Someone had shaved it off.
    She wore
ordinary glasses so she could see.
    Jason
reluctantly reached down and pressed the horn.
    Nadine looked
up and scampered across the road.
    Once in the
backseat she quickly closed the door and indicated for him to start driving.
“Let’s get out of here. Before anyone else shows up.”
    Jason
obliged.
    A short time
later when they were on the road, he told himself he hadn’t made his mind up
about her. He hadn’t decided what he was going to do.
    Except of
course.
    He had.
    “It’s so good
to see you,” Nadine said putting her face between the front chairs. “Not you,
specifically – but a familiar face I mean. Someone I can trust.”
    “You look
different,” was all Jason could say.
    “I’m aware.
You look different too.”
    “Really?”
    “You’re much
older now.”
    “Okay.”
    “You’ve grown
up.”
    Jason
swallowed. “Not really. I’m still…”
    “What?”
    “I’m still
figuring things out.”
    Immediately
as he said it, he felt as though he’d made an omission of betrayal. The faces
of his wife and daughter surfaced in his mind, and then he tried to push them
away.
    He wondered
if his own words were true.
    “Where do you
want to go?” Jason asked. “I can’t see that anyone’s following us.”
    “Anywhere we
can talk.”
    “Alright.”
    He kept his
eyes on the road. Tall trees with thickened leaves waved gently in the sky
above them. The area was unfamiliar and there was no accounting for what would
come next.

 
    CHAPTER
THIRTY-FOUR
     
     
    It was a small town in the middle of
nowhere that caught their sights. They slowed down to a drift and maneuvered
their way from the main road to the side streets.
    Clouds of
orange dust rose in the air as the car glided along the gravel behind a corner
store milkbar. In the rearview mirror Jason could see a nearby soccer field
where a group of kids were at practice. He shut off the ignition and leaned
back towards Nadine. “Come up here with me. Okay?”
    Nadine
hesitated for a moment, then got out of the car.
    Jason waited.
    She climbed
back in.
    “I hope I
haven’t given you the wrong impression,” Jason began. “Picking you up, I mean.
You said some pretty crazy stuff on the phone. About unfinished business and so
on. It’s … troubling to learn you haven’t moved on. But … I have…”
    Nadine didn’t
seem too happy with his comments. Her expression endured some strain.
    “I don’t
believe

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