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“Correct.”
“And she has nothing to do with why you were missing.”
He narrowed his eyes at me. “Are you trying to do some Jedi mind trick on me? Of course, she has nothing to do with that. I just met her. How could she possibly be involved in my disappearance?”
I just had to be clear. I had a feeling this story was going to be all over the place. The first thing I had to do was get him sewn up. His wound was infected and he was going to need a good round of antibiotics to clear up the nastiness from the stake.
“Someone didn’t actually think you were a vampire, did they?”
“No, but how awesome would that be?” he asked, staring up at the ceiling with a grin on his face.
The man was so weird. “Alright, so let’s start at the very beginning?—”
“A very good place to start,” he laughed.
I rolled my eyes at him. “You’ve been hanging around with Fox for way too long. What really happened the night of the explosion?”
“You mean, was I in that truck?”
“You couldn’t have been. You’d have been burned to a crisp.”
“Exactly.”
I gritted my teeth, tired of his games. “Are you going to tell me or keep walking around the subject?”
“Well, since you asked so nicely, and you are stitching me up, I think a tale is in order.”
“No, no tale. The truth.”
“Fine,” he huffed. “The truth.”
Thank God. Here I was, thinking this was the prime opportunity to get answers out of him, and he was telling me tales about finding his wife. If this new story didn’t lead to some real answers, I would be willing to hand him over to Kavanaugh to stake a second time.
“It all started when Rafe sought me out about a month before that night. He needed someone to get on the inside for him.”
“The inside of what?”
“Ah, that is the question. The very same thing I wanted to know. But with Rafe, nothing is ever as it seems. When I saw him staring at me that fateful night, I knew my life would never be the same.”
“So, why did you agree to a meeting?”
“Curiosity?” he answered. He tilted his head up so he could look at his wound. “Are you going to finish closing that? I understand my story is captivating, but I wouldn’t mind being sealed up so I don’t bleed out all over the place.”
I stared at him drolly, then picked up a packet of QuikClot and poured it over his wound. “There. You’re not going to bleed out.”
He winced, giving me a thumbs up. “Thanks. Not exactly what I was looking for, but…”
I leaned on the table, getting in his face again. “This story isn’t exactly what I was looking for. I guess we both lose.”
He chuckled slightly. “You know, you’re not that different from Fox.”
I took great offense at that. I was nothing like Fox. I had rules and boundaries that I followed. I didn’t go off the deep end. And pouring QuikClot on his wound wasn’t crossing a line. It was…motivating him. Yeah, that’s it.
“Why don’t you just get on with the story?”
“Where was I? Oh, yes. Rafe wanted to get me on the inside of some operation.”
“I thought that’s what the three J’s were for?” I grunted as I resumed stitching him up.
