Semua Bab Bloodborne Secrets: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Emily The flight from Atlanta to New Orleans is only about an hour and a half, but it might as well be a different world. Atlanta is hot in the springtime, but nothing like this. Louisiana heat is like getting slapped in the face with a boiled wool blanket.“Isn’t it perfect,” Raya cries when we finally get our luggage to the curb. She flings open her arms and breathes so deeply I wonder if she thinks there are cameras filming her. But then she lives her life like that. This whole Mardi Gras gambit was her idea, and I’m along for the ride against my better judgment.Exams are waiting for me back at school, but apparently that’s chicken feed compared to my sister’s breakup from some jackass she met on campus, so here I am. If he hadn’t cheated on her, I’d be cramming for my journalism finals instead of stepping over—is that vomit? At the airport?“I’m already sweating,” I mumble under my breath as I heave our bags into the back of an Ub

Thomas It’s like I can see her long after she’s disappeared up the steps. A sort of silvery thread in the middle of my chest tugging lightly with her every step. Almost enough to make me follow her.But I know better than that. There’s no doubt in my mind any further dealings with—Emily, was it?—would only lead to trouble. Getting mixed up with humans always is.I knew it from the first second we caught eyes when she arrived. Even in that brief flash, she looked at me like she knew me. Or at least saw through the façade I’ve put on to navigate my way through New Orleans.Maybe it’s just my nerves over being back here. Or maybe it’s her. Her beauty intrigued me immediately, but it’s more than that. There’s a kind of dim aura hovering around her I can’t quite figure out. She seemed oblivious to it herself, except when supernatural matters came up. All I had to do was mention haunted places and she came to life.“You’re tricky to figure out, Emily,” I mum

Thomas Azriel was right. I came here thinking I’d crack the Crimson Circle, but there’s something much bigger at play. Every non-human I see is so keyed up, it’s a wonder I didn’t sense it sooner.“Look at that,” he says, pointing into the midst of the crowd. To the untrained eye it would just be a mass of people partying their asses off, but my attention snaps immediately to a demon in the midst.He’s perfectly still. Not relaxed – poised. Coiled as if ready to strike. His eyes have gone completely black, trained on something just out of my line of vision. Danger rolls off him like smoke, but I can’t tell if he’s the one in trouble, or if he’s tracking something.“Son of a bitch,” I mutter.“Told you.” Azriel socks me in the shoulder. Hard. “Maybe you were just too distracted by that girl to notice anything.”“What girl?” It sounds as stupid out loud as I was afraid it would. Azriel snorts and shakes his head. He doesn’t have to say anything, but he

Emily Turning away from the cops, I see the man from the hotel lobby strolling towards us.Thomas. Thank God. I don’t know why, but something in my gut tells me I can trust him. He’ll help me make these officers understand how serious all this is—and how desperately we need to get moving.“Are you a witness?” One of the officers asks as Thomas draws near.“Something like that.” His hands are slung loosely in his pockets, a faint smile playing on his face. The two cops straighten up, addressing themselves to him.“Any chance you could tell us what happened here, sir?”“I’ll do my best.” Thomas takes a quick look at me from the corner of his eye. “I saw pretty much everything from the moment the young lady came through the emergency exit until you two gentlemen arrived.” I want to rejoice to have his help, but something in his cool demeanor tells me he’s not going to be any help at all.

Emily Less than a week later, I’m on Bourbon Street again. Not only did I book the same hotel Raya did, I even managed to get the same room. It’s crazy expensive even at off season prices, but I just put it on the card. Money is a problem for future, Emily. Right now, all that matters is figuring out what happened to my sister.The room is so familiar it even smells the same. If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear there are still traces of the perfume Raya wore that night lingering in the air. I half expect to see her makeup scattered all across the bathroom counter, just like she left it when we went out.That rattles the hell out of me, and I open the minibar to grab one of the tiny whiskey bottles to settle my nerves. I’m sure this thimble full of booze is crazy expensive, but so what? Tomorrow’s problems.I never used to drink… or at least I rarely did. But since Raya went missing, it became a more frequent occurrenc