Anton
I got a call from a new buyer. He wanted me to give a look in a new dagger he just acquired. He had never put his eyes on such beauty, and it seemed oddly old. Everything different interested me a lot, not to say otherwise. Discretion with new clients is my protocol. The first meeting is always in an undisclosed location, and in an open space.
<“Vlad, he’s terribly hurt, I can feel it. Why isn’t he answering me?” She hugged her middle and sweat poured over her face, tears streaming down.“I’m linked with him, he’s fine. He will give us news later and by morning he’ll be here.” I assured her, but she didn’t listen to me.
Fear ate at me, and after last night’s incident, for the first time dread is lashing at me like punishing whips. I knew the promises I’ve made, but I didn’t know if I’d be able to keep them. Probably not, but what choice do I have? Putting them in danger was overrated, and it’s not fair to them. I don’t know why the agency betrayed me, but I needed to discover what was going on, I needed a plan and fast.
“Alex, what have you been hiding from me? Please, think right, because I want a straight answer.” He called me Alex, I tensed against Vlad. I was still conveniently sitting on his lap, and whatever I was chewing got stuck in my throat, and I had to gulp on my coffee to help it down as I raised my eyes to his Stoic face.“What do you mean?” I tri
I had been watching her sleep for some time already. How could they be so different, and yet the same? She had that protective streak in her the same as before, the loving nature that made her so special, but messed by her experience in this life. So much is that she feels guilty when she does something improper. Something against her values.Unfortunately, her torture
It’s been two hours since I parked my sweetness a block away and crouched on a branch on top of a tree, recognizing my surroundings. The street in this part of Smithtown was empty and quiet, maybe because it was after eleven in the evening. Most of the families were getting ready for a good night’s sleep, but my eyes set in one house. The house. I had already sent a message to Shane, telling him I was back and to meet me in the morning.
My heart came to a complete stop when I snapped my eyes open and I couldn’t feel Liz anywhere closer. She broke her promise; she broke our deal. Dread crept in me, and I loathed this foreign feeling, but it was like that with her, fear always knocking at my door, skulking around and a maddening sense of helplessness. I strode through the house like I was preparing for the battlefields to find Anton in the living room, eyes closed and concentrated, with a bluish glow around him.
His words hit me like a blow and when I realised I was already on top of him, holding his dear life by a thread. The teen in the picture, now that I thought about it. She had the same eyes as me, but sort of bluish green ones, and she looked terribly like him. That beautiful girl was my sister, and I couldn’t be happier. But she was a grown woman now, what kind of life did she lead, what horrors had she seen? This man in my hands was a coward who delivered his family to vultures and not once thought about fighting back.
Shane approached me all rude the minute I stepped out of my bike in front of the deli we agreed to meet in the City. I didn’t expect that from him. He was transfigured, grabbing me by the arm and pushing me to an alley a few steps away. I understood our past encounter got a little out of hand, but that didn’t give him the right to manhandle me like that.