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what you"re telling me.”
“It"s easy to digest if you let it sink in.”
Marisol"s brows drew downward in a frown while her fingers tapped the table.
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Callum had seen that expression many times before especially when she was trying to come up with a new design. A tell tale sign that she was in deep thought. Finally, it looked like he made progress penetrating her senses.
“You said Atos didn"t know who Mom was at the time, but he recognized her. Is that right?”
“Yes.”
“How?”
“She looked like your ancestor.”
“What do you mean? I don"t even know what my ancestors looked like. We don"t even have pictures of my grandparents. I wondered about that, but I didn"t bother to ask Mom and Dad. Is this Atos related to Mom?”
“No. Anna"s not related to Atos.” Thank god for that.
Hell, why did he think this would be easy? He wished he could just hand her a book and let her read it. His mind grasped for an easy way to explain what happened to her parents and why they were dead, but his attention kept directing to how good she smelled. It was hard to concentrate when a beautiful woman was sitting across from him. And one whom he"d been lusting for over a month now.
“How would he know what my great great great remote relatives look like?”
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“Mari, even Shape-shifters have libraries full of history books. Shape-shifters study them. So images of your mother"s ancestors had been passed down from generation to generation. To let everyone know who their enemies are. Think of the pharaohs or the leaders of Ming Dynasty. Something like that. When you see their images you know who they are. You recognize them.”
“Midnight Howl. Blood Robbers. Clans. I"ve never heard such groups. Okay, this Atos saw my mom and she looked like my ancient relative. So what? Why kill her?”
“You know your mom was a healer, right?”
Marisol nodded her head. “Dad told me Mom was the best. And so were Dad and other vets in Marrowstone when you think about it. In every little town, big cities, everywhere, you"ll find a first class vet. So I don"t see why she was targeted.”
“It was what she used to heal the animals that caused her death. The poultice.”
Marisol"s brows creased. Obviously surprised at the mention of the word poultice. “What do you know about Mom"s poultice?”
“That it is powerful.”
“No kidding. I used a poultice on my wolf today. Now, he"s gone.”
“Do you know how to make it?”
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Marisol nodded. “I have to be present to make the poultice work although I didn"t think my contribution was necessary. When Mom was alive, she used to make it and I didn"t have to be there. Which, I tell you, was awesome. Imagine me, a tiny tot getting uhm…” Marisol swallowed. “Uhm, anyway when Dad started making it, he asked that I helped. My parents believed that my presence is vital.”
“What do you mean?”
“That I have to help make it. Go on.”
She was hiding something. Perhaps the secret of the poultice. He heard that Atos sent the poultice that he stole from Marisol"s mother to the lab in Swedish Hospital. The lab tech came up with nothing. Until now, they couldn"t figure out the secret ingredients that made it work. “Marisol, everything that I will tell you is going to be impossible to understand. So I ask that you listen first.”
“Alright.”
“The poultice, your sword, the death of your parents, and Atos are all connected.”
Marisol shook her head. “This kind of information is not what I expected to hear when you told me you know how my father died. Now, you"re throwing in added information about my mother"s poultice being the cause of her death that it is powerful, and a Shape-shifter is after it.”
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“Sorry, baby. You"ll get a headache from all of this, but I think it would lessen the blow if you learn about your history.”
“This isn"t a load of shit you"re dumping on my lap, right?”
“I wish. Sadly, every bit of information I tell you is
“It"s easy to digest if you let it sink in.”
Marisol"s brows drew downward in a frown while her fingers tapped the table.
79
Callum had seen that expression many times before especially when she was trying to come up with a new design. A tell tale sign that she was in deep thought. Finally, it looked like he made progress penetrating her senses.
“You said Atos didn"t know who Mom was at the time, but he recognized her. Is that right?”
“Yes.”
“How?”
“She looked like your ancestor.”
“What do you mean? I don"t even know what my ancestors looked like. We don"t even have pictures of my grandparents. I wondered about that, but I didn"t bother to ask Mom and Dad. Is this Atos related to Mom?”
“No. Anna"s not related to Atos.” Thank god for that.
Hell, why did he think this would be easy? He wished he could just hand her a book and let her read it. His mind grasped for an easy way to explain what happened to her parents and why they were dead, but his attention kept directing to how good she smelled. It was hard to concentrate when a beautiful woman was sitting across from him. And one whom he"d been lusting for over a month now.
“How would he know what my great great great remote relatives look like?”
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“Mari, even Shape-shifters have libraries full of history books. Shape-shifters study them. So images of your mother"s ancestors had been passed down from generation to generation. To let everyone know who their enemies are. Think of the pharaohs or the leaders of Ming Dynasty. Something like that. When you see their images you know who they are. You recognize them.”
“Midnight Howl. Blood Robbers. Clans. I"ve never heard such groups. Okay, this Atos saw my mom and she looked like my ancient relative. So what? Why kill her?”
“You know your mom was a healer, right?”
Marisol nodded her head. “Dad told me Mom was the best. And so were Dad and other vets in Marrowstone when you think about it. In every little town, big cities, everywhere, you"ll find a first class vet. So I don"t see why she was targeted.”
“It was what she used to heal the animals that caused her death. The poultice.”
Marisol"s brows creased. Obviously surprised at the mention of the word poultice. “What do you know about Mom"s poultice?”
“That it is powerful.”
“No kidding. I used a poultice on my wolf today. Now, he"s gone.”
“Do you know how to make it?”
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Marisol nodded. “I have to be present to make the poultice work although I didn"t think my contribution was necessary. When Mom was alive, she used to make it and I didn"t have to be there. Which, I tell you, was awesome. Imagine me, a tiny tot getting uhm…” Marisol swallowed. “Uhm, anyway when Dad started making it, he asked that I helped. My parents believed that my presence is vital.”
“What do you mean?”
“That I have to help make it. Go on.”
She was hiding something. Perhaps the secret of the poultice. He heard that Atos sent the poultice that he stole from Marisol"s mother to the lab in Swedish Hospital. The lab tech came up with nothing. Until now, they couldn"t figure out the secret ingredients that made it work. “Marisol, everything that I will tell you is going to be impossible to understand. So I ask that you listen first.”
“Alright.”
“The poultice, your sword, the death of your parents, and Atos are all connected.”
Marisol shook her head. “This kind of information is not what I expected to hear when you told me you know how my father died. Now, you"re throwing in added information about my mother"s poultice being the cause of her death that it is powerful, and a Shape-shifter is after it.”
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“Sorry, baby. You"ll get a headache from all of this, but I think it would lessen the blow if you learn about your history.”
“This isn"t a load of shit you"re dumping on my lap, right?”
“I wish. Sadly, every bit of information I tell you is
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