Page 109 of Eternal Craving
“No.”
He eyed me suspiciously.
I gave a wry smile. “Nice place you have here.”
“Piss off.”
“If we’re going to spend the night, we might as well be cordial.”
“Get out.”
“You know quite well that’s not possible.”
“Turn around and leave.”
I shrugged.
He looked puzzled.
“Your name?” As I studied his mind, a stream of confused thoughts flowed. He had no idea that he’d been turned.
He closed his mind, an interesting skill for a fledgling and an ability I still had to master.
“What’s wrong with the girl?” I asked.
He glanced in her direction. “You knew we were down here?”
“Well, now I do.”
“Don’t hurt her.”
“Of course not. How long have you been here?” This threatened to be a long night. “Are you a Londoner?”
“Why?”
“I’m just making conversation.”
He stared at the door behind me. “I’m Benjamin.”
“So this Delacroix…?”
“You really don’t know him?”
“Never met him.” I moved closer to the girl.
“Don’t!” Benjamin’s eyes widened.
“All right, all right. She’s not well. I was just?—”
“We don’t need your help.”
“So I can see.”
He stumbled, quickly finding his feet again. “I feel…sick.”
“How long have you felt like this?”
“A couple of nights.”
