Tori"Sugar Lips."I say it to the kitchen at large, with all the disgust it deserves, as I come down two stairs at a time with my gun in my hand.I know I don’t need to carry it with me everywhere I go, but it’s like a safety blanket. I’ll put it down when I’m ready."Through a wall. In the middle of the afternoon. I've seen the inside of a penanggalan and this is worse," I mutter, before screeching to a halt and blushing like I’ve been set on fire.The kitchen isn't empty.There's a woman at the stove.Tall, skinny, blond. Beautiful in the way of a supermodel who’s been airbrushed in real life.She has Dax's face with all the swagger drained out of it. And more feminine obviously, but she’s clearly his mother.She looks at the gun, then at me, and goes back to stirring."You must be Tori. I'm Kelly. Dax's mother. Sit down, sweetheart. You look like you haven't eaten in a week."Sweetheart.I feel like I should be bristling at that, but she sounds so warm when she says it, and this i
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