Night Calls - Nyx Slaughter Book 1 (23 page)

I am secure enough to not huddle
back under the blankets and start screaming, so I get out of bed
and move to the dresser with my clothes. I slowly get dressed just
to torture the guys for allowing me to lay around practically
naked. As I put on my shirt, I realize the bullet was able to
penetrate it. I have tested the material on a dummy before and know
bullets shouldn’t just go through it like butter. That means there
is something new out there.

“Tell me about the bullet,” I say
as I grab my socks and boots. I sit back down on the bed and put
them on waiting for the answer.

“All that was left was a silver
core. We don’t know what the shell was originally made of, but we
are trying to get fragments from the silver to test. We should know
within a day what it was,” Sebastian replies.

“And whose idea was it to let me
lay around for hours without my clothes?”

“They had to be removed for us to
get the bullet out. You looked so comfortable; I decided not to put
them back on. Don’t worry I only fondled you a little and made sure
no one else took advantage,” Sebastian says with a
smile.

“Perv,” I call him as I finish
lacing my boot.

“Do you want something to eat
before we go?” Alex asks.

I think for a second. “Nope. I am
good for now. Maybe when we get back.”

Jonas is waiting holding the front
door open for me when I go to leave. “After you, milady,” he says
in a mocking tone.

“Thank you, kind sir,” I respond
bowing slightly and walking through the door. Sebastian and Alex
flank me with Jonas catching up and leading our pack. I can smell
Jake following us. He has a very earthy scent to him. Kind of like
fresh mowed grass. Jonas smells like oranges or one of those orange
citrus fruits. It could very well be clementines for all I
know.

“Here are the keys, love,”
Sebastian says handing me my Suburban keys. “I imagine when you
said we were walking down Main Street together that we would drive
there first.”

“Of course. Maybe we could park a
couple blocks away, but I don’t really feel like walking the whole
way from here,” I say taking my keys and spot in the
vehicle.

“Alex can sit up front,” Sebastian
says avoiding what would have been a fun argument to watch. “I was
the one that got to fondle you after all.”

“You are joking about that, right?”
I ask glancing in the back seat at him. He is sitting, so we can
see each other in the rearview mirror.

“I cannot lie to you, so no, I am
not joking.”

“Next time I find you passed out,
expect the same treatment from me,” I tell him.

“I look forward to it.”

The way to my building is traveled
with friendly conversation about nothing. They tell me I slept
right through the rain shower I was hoping to enjoy, which is a bit
of a bummer. We don’t get a lot of rain in the city, so it will
probably be another month or two before the next one.

I find a parking spot a block away
and pull in. We all exit the Suburban and meet in front of
it.

“Should we really freak them out
and hold hands?” I ask directing the question to Sebastian and
Alex.

“You have a wicked mind, love,”
Sebastian says taking my right hand.

Alex follows taking my left and the
second he does a jolt of energy seems to move through and around
me. When it passes, I shudder getting rid of its last
effects.

“Tasty,” Alex says squeezing my
hand gently.

“That was a nice little power
boost. It really cleared the sinuses,” Sebastian says.

“Is that what it was? I felt like I
was being shocked repeatedly. At first it didn’t feel very good,
but in the end it kind of tickled,” I say.

“I think it was meant to tell us we
are stronger together. Maybe eventually we will be able to draw
power and use it to our advantage. I already know that Sebastian
can transfer pain amongst us, but if we were able to harness each
other’s power even when we were separate we could be a much scarier
force to reckon with,” Alex says.

“I have zero to no power, so it
would all be coming from you two,” I say and start dragging them
down the street. We have stood out in the open long
enough.

“I have a feeling that won’t always
be the case. From what I have heard, with your lineage there has to
be some power in you somewhere. We just have to find a way to break
it out. I have some great experiments that I think would be good
places to start,” Sebastian says.

“If those experiments involve us
getting freaky on flat surfaces you can forget them,” I tell him
knowing exactly what he is thinking.

“Party pooper,” he
replies.

Within two minutes, we are standing
out in front of the previously shattered window. As promised, an
undamaged smoked window is in its place. My name is sadly missing
from it, but it gives me a chance to actually name my business. As
much as I love seeing my name in big letters, I think something
niftier is needed.

“Can the sign people make a
different sign? I am thinking I want to call it ParaNorm Inc.
Capitalizing the P and N in paranorm. My name is awesome and all,
but it may scare people away at first. I like the sound of the new
name,” I say.

“ParaNorm Inc. It does have a nice
ring to it. I will make the call and have them create the new
sign,” Sebastian says.

“Have them include the saying from
the business cards. I really like that one,” I suggest as he takes
out the phone. He winks and places the call.

While he does that, I use the key
to enter the building. I am curious to see where the bullet ended
up and whether they left it as a souvenir. If I remember right, the
trajectory would have carried it into my office, so I head that
way.

I examine the wall behind my desk
and sure enough find the little hole that may still have the bullet
inside. It is just to the left of one of my maces.

“Sebastian said you would want the
hole to stay even though we had a team here to Spackle it,” Alex
says taking a seat in one of the chairs.

“He is right. I see it as a badge
of honor. It gives the space some extra character. Is the bullet
still in there?” I ask.

“Nah. We took it out, so we could
test it. After seeing the one that hit you was special, we wanted
to check it out. It was just plain silver.”

“Can we put it back in the
wall?”

“If you want. I am sure it is still
lying around. Sebastian can have someone find it and insert it back
in,” he replies.

“I think I am going to check emails
real quick before we go,” I say taking my seat and turning on the
computer. “My first client contacted me that way, so I should
probably keep on top of them.”

When the email client starts up, I
have two new messages. One is still the one from Sebastian that I
haven’t got around to reading. The other is from someone named Ron
Noble and has no subject line. Thinking it might be a client I open
it.

Nyx,

Daughter, it sounds like
your life is turning upside down. I am glad to hear you have parted
ways with the Collective. If it was my choice from the beginning,
you would have never been left with them, but alas, we cannot
change the past.

I cannot come to you
immediately, but I am aware of the things going on in your life. If
things get too crazy, I will risk it and come out of hiding, but
for now I think you can handle the situation. You can trust both
men tied to your life, but there is someone in your midst that you
need to watch out for. Keep your eyes and ears open and don’t give
your trust to anyone but Alex and Sebastian.

If you can make it just
a few more months, you will be safe. At that time, I will be by
your side and shouldn’t have to leave you again. Just remember you
are a Gentry. You bear the mark and I am sure you will make our
ancestors proud.

Love,

Your
Father

Good. Only a few more months and
then maybe I can get some answers. Until then, I guess I will just
have to try to stay out of trouble. I have a feeling the odds are
against me. 

THE
END