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Bloody Bones :: Гамильтон Лорел
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"And what other fairy tales am I supposed to believe? I've seen you move around after dawn, hidden from light, but you worked just fine."
"After eight hours or so of sleep, if it is still daylight I can move around, true, but I doubt you will stay abed for eight hours. You have clients or something, a murder investigation, some business that will take you out and about."
"If I leave you alone, who'll see that some maid doesn't come in, pull the curtains back and French fry you?"
The smile widened. "Concern over my well-being. I am touched."
I looked at him. He looked pleasant, amused, but it was a mask. His expression when he didn't want you to know what he was thinking, but didn't want you to know that he didn't want you to know. "What are you up to?"
"For once, Ma petite , nothing."
"Yeah, right."
"If I find the coffin, I'll need to rent a truck," Jason said.
"You can use our Jeep," Larry said.
I glared at him. "No, he can't."
"Think of it as expediency, Ma petite . If Jason must rent a truck, then I may have to spend another day in your bed. I know you do not want that." There was amusement in his voice, and an undercurrent of something else. It might have been bitterness.
"I'll drive," Larry said.
"No, you won't," I said.
"It's almost dawn, Anita. I'll be alright."
I shook my head. "No."
"You can't treat me like a kid brother forever. I can drive the Jeep."
"I promise not to eat him," Jason said.
Larry held out his hand for the keys. "You have to trust me sometime."
I just looked at him.
"I promise to shoot anything, human or monster, that threatens me while I'm gone." He made the Boy Scout sign, three fingers to heaven. "You can bail me out of jail and explain that I was just following orders."
I sighed. "Alright, dammit." I gave him the keys.
He grinned at me. "Thanks."
I shook my head. "Just hurry back, okay?"
"Anything you say."
"Just get out of here, and be careful."
Larry left with Jason trailing behind. I stared at the door after it closed, wondering if I should have gone with them. Knowing that Larry would have gotten mad, but mad was better than dead. Hell, it was a simple errand; go to the airport and pick up a coffin. What could go wrong with less than an hour of darkness left? Shit.
"You cannot protect him, Anita."
"I can try.
"And what other fairy tales am I supposed to believe? I've seen you move around after dawn, hidden from light, but you worked just fine."
"After eight hours or so of sleep, if it is still daylight I can move around, true, but I doubt you will stay abed for eight hours. You have clients or something, a murder investigation, some business that will take you out and about."
"If I leave you alone, who'll see that some maid doesn't come in, pull the curtains back and French fry you?"
The smile widened. "Concern over my well-being. I am touched."
I looked at him. He looked pleasant, amused, but it was a mask. His expression when he didn't want you to know what he was thinking, but didn't want you to know that he didn't want you to know. "What are you up to?"
"For once, Ma petite , nothing."
"Yeah, right."
"If I find the coffin, I'll need to rent a truck," Jason said.
"You can use our Jeep," Larry said.
I glared at him. "No, he can't."
"Think of it as expediency, Ma petite . If Jason must rent a truck, then I may have to spend another day in your bed. I know you do not want that." There was amusement in his voice, and an undercurrent of something else. It might have been bitterness.
"I'll drive," Larry said.
"No, you won't," I said.
"It's almost dawn, Anita. I'll be alright."
I shook my head. "No."
"You can't treat me like a kid brother forever. I can drive the Jeep."
"I promise not to eat him," Jason said.
Larry held out his hand for the keys. "You have to trust me sometime."
I just looked at him.
"I promise to shoot anything, human or monster, that threatens me while I'm gone." He made the Boy Scout sign, three fingers to heaven. "You can bail me out of jail and explain that I was just following orders."
I sighed. "Alright, dammit." I gave him the keys.
He grinned at me. "Thanks."
I shook my head. "Just hurry back, okay?"
"Anything you say."
"Just get out of here, and be careful."
Larry left with Jason trailing behind. I stared at the door after it closed, wondering if I should have gone with them. Knowing that Larry would have gotten mad, but mad was better than dead. Hell, it was a simple errand; go to the airport and pick up a coffin. What could go wrong with less than an hour of darkness left? Shit.
"You cannot protect him, Anita."
"I can try.