she had over her shoulder before she put it on the table. She smiled as she crossed to the entrance. Maybe it was Torger, finished up with whatever he had to do with Cameron and Kaisa.
She opened the door, about ready to say he’d been quick. Rikki stopped herself as her gaze landed on the man who stood on the other side. It wasn’t someone she’d met. The first thing she noticed was that he wasn’t bad looking, but his skin was so pale it was as if he’d never been out in the sun. Like ever.
“Can I help you?” she asked.
He dragged in a deep breath through his nose, then gave her a wide smile that gave her a good view of what she could only describe as fangs. The kind vampires in the movies and on TV had.
“It would seem as though you can, even better than I’d expected,” he said as he grabbed her by the throat and walked her backward farther into the apartment.
Rikki wanted to scream, but his grip tightened, cutting off most of her airway. She clawed at his hand and fought to breathe. She was on the verge of passing out when he allowed her to drag in a lungful of air.
“No screaming,” he said. He lowered his head so their gazes met. “Look into my eyes.” She did and felt as if she fell into a dazed state. His voice washed over her as if he were far away, but it seemed to resonate deep inside her. “You will do everything I say, then forget I was ever here.”
Rikki blinked and found herself standing in front of the sink, staring at nothing. She gave herself a mental shake. Man, she had to have it bad for Torger to get so lost in thoughts of him she forgot what she was doing. She dipped her hand into the wash water and found it’d cooled. She really had been off in another world. She ran the hot water to warm what was in the sink, then continued with the chore at hand.
* * * *
Torger got out of his car, then walked over to where Kaisa and Cameron stood, waiting for him. They were not too far from Lemmon’s grain elevator, which was situated close to the train tracks near the outskirts of town. Since it was past business hours, the place was deserted.
“So, what happened?” Torger asked as he came to stand in front of them.
Kaisa answered. “Cameron tracked down the scent of a servant. It was the weirdest thing. Once we caught up to him, he stood out in the open as if he wanted us to find him.”
A servant was a human a vampire compelled to do their bidding without question, and to put the needs of their master before their own. Even if it meant they had to give up their lives to serve him or her. Not all vamps had them. Only the ones who were evil at heart.
“What did this servant want?” Torger asked.
“To give us a message. He said his master would be here in Lemmon soon, and would come hunting us. And that they know we killed his master’s cousin. Apparently, we’ll pay for that with our lives.”
Torger snorted. That sounded in character with the vamps in his mother’s family. They were arrogant to a fault, and thought they were all powerful. The thought that he, Brolach and Kaisa were all true immortals, unable to be killed, wouldn’t have even crossed their minds.
“Did you call Brolach and tell him what the servant said?” he asked.
Cameron nodded. “I did. He’ll be extra observant whenever he and Waverly are out or at the coffee shop, working. Not that a vampire would show up there then since they work dayshift.”
No, one wouldn’t, but a human servant could. The vamp they’d killed had had two of them, who’d captured Waverly during the day. That abduction had led to Brolach doing the second blood exchange to claim and turn her to save her life when the vamp had torn into her throat.
Torger nodded. “Brolach is just being cautious of his mate. Something I’ll now have to do with Rikki.” He met Cameron’s and Kaisa’s gazes with his own. “My werewolf side has claimed her as mine.”
His sister shook her head. “Damn. Why couldn’t it have