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Aden stood Silas didn’t know hih to weaken him
"Bastien, you’re with me We’ll talk to the police" They walked out into the main room "The rest of you, clean this up I’llhe’d nudge the huht direction--"but I want these men moved to their bunks to recover The bodies can be put in one of the side rooet the appropriate cleaning crew in here Make sure they arrive after the police are gone And so the video feed of the lobby"
He looked down at the sweatpants which was all he had on They were covered in blood and wholly unsuitable
"I need to change clothes" He glanced at Bastien as similarly half-dressed "You, too We need to make an impression We will assure them that our security was never breached, and that ill, of course, cooperate fully"
Aden raced up the stairs with Bastien in his wake, forcing hiht now in order to protect hi his suite, he shoved aside the rage that was eating hies of Sidonie’s fair skin covered in blood, her face filled with terror It wouldn’t do her any good for him to storh of her blood that if he got close enough, he could track her
But Chicago was a big city, and her abductors could be hiding her anywhere She er He didn’t knohen the attack had occurred, didn’t kno many hours they’d had to spirit her away, to torment her
He picked up a heavy brass sculpture and threw it at the ith such force that it hung there e it, his fists clenched with the need to hit so, someone When he found whoever was behind this, their life would beco ti what it meant to defy a va life that he’d ever cared for The only wo away fro only to eye his reflection in the hten his tie and button the double-breasted jacket The police were expecting a vaive them a solid citizen, a businessman as shocked at the intrusion of violence into his ordered life
And if they didn’t believe that, he’d wipe their minds until they couldn’t remember what they’d had for breakfast He didn’t have time for this shit Someone had broken every rule of vampire society, someone had taken his Sidonie, and they would pay before the sun rose in the
SIDONIE TWISTED and yanked at the plastic ties binding her wrists until her skin was slick with blood, but she couldn’t get the sharp to cut the They’d tossed her into the trunk of a car, closed the lid, and taken off The trunk was airless and reeked of exhaust fu, and she was fighting a constant battle against the urge to vomit, which could be fatal since her h crime shows to know she would choke to death
She didn’t kno long she’d been stuck in this damn trunk She’d faded out more than once, maybe from the fumes, or maybe from the blow to her head when they’d first taken her But it left her unsure as to how long they’d been traveling She only kneas long enough for her to wonder where she’d gone wrong, how she’d found herself tied up and in the trunk of a car
She sighed It would be easy to blame Aden, but it wasn’t his fault Her current predicament was the inning with her decision to forego the usual hometown stories of pancake breakfasts and basketball heroes in favor of pursuing what she considered serious journalism Stories that could ht Janey was dead, and she was probably going to join her before the night was over
Was it even night yet? It had been full daylight when they’d taken her She’d been half out of it fro they’d slapped over her face, but she re when they’d dragged her out a back door and into the alley behind Aden’s building