Recently vampires had discovered a new drug. Although faery dust was a vamps favorite drug, the past few months Paris had been hit with a much crueler version of the stuff that drove vamps insane. And to feed their cravings, they went in search of anything that sparkled. That had resulted in innocent humans getting their necks ripped out as the vampire clawed for the diamond necklace they wore. Even rhinestones had attracted them. Nasty stuff.
Weve seen the last of Magic Dust, the hunter said, standing and grabbing a T-shirt to pull on. I can promise that.
Excellent.
Kaspar Rothstein was one of Rooks best knights, and he had recently hooked up with a pretty little witch who made her home on the edge of FaeryTown. Kaz had been recruited into the Order when he was seventeen, the youngest knight to take vows. Tor had found him.
Id appreciate it if youd take some time to update the database with the information you gleaned regarding the sidhe while on the investigation, Rook said. You had a few close calls with the Sidhe Cortege, yes?
Kaz rubbed a hand over a hip where Rook suspected one of those close calls had landed. Oh yeah. But Zoë fixed it up for me. Shes an amazing healer. You know, the Order should consider having a healer on staff.
It was a good idea, and Rook was surprised hed not considered it over the centuries. Probably because he had a way of healing that was more appealing than being tended to by a physician or healer.
Ill take that under consideration. Im conducting a private investigation in my office. Keep your distance, will you?
He left the knight nodding and probably wondering at that statement. Rook knew he had an abrupt manner, but it was a powerful tool for a trainer and for a man who had centuries of secrets to keep under wraps. Hed learned that less talk and more action was the optimal way to teach, learn and guide. Because he wasnt much for small talk, the method suited him well.
In the lounge where a full kitchen was kept stocked, he brewed fresh espresso, found some cream in the fridge, then wandered back to his office.
He found Verity gazing at a sketch on the screen. The box of macarons was open to reveal three missing treats. Good girl. Rook walked up behind her and recognized the face on the monitor.
Thats Johnny Santiago, he said. It wasnt him.
I know. Hes too pretty to be the creep that bit me. Thanks, she said, taking the cup from him and sipping. Hed poured in a lot of cream after noticing her wince in the car. He liked his brew tough. Ive seen him before, though.