The Siren (Laments of Angels & Dark Chemistry Book 1) by Meg Xuemei X Read Free Book Online

hobbies, and family members, he upped the ante by calling out their weakness as well. This got their attentions. The men stopped laughing and glared at Vladimir.  
    Dr. Wren chuckled. “Kian McQuillen, you’ve met your match, according to spy boy.”
    “Don’t call me boy!” Vladimir growled. 
    “How old are you, boy?” Dr. Wren regarded Vladimir in amusement. “Aren’t old enough to have a driver’s license, are you?”
    The soldiers burst into raucous, vengeful laughter.  
    Lucienne stared hard at Dr. Wren to warn him not to stir up more trouble, but the doctor pretended not to see. 
    “Old enough to fly a jet,” Vladimir said.
    “After we get Lucia home, send the boy right back to his uncle on the next flight,” Kian said.
    Lucienne inhaled. If Kian knew about Vladimir’s uncle, then he must have a file on Vladimir and know her friend is the last descendent of the royal Czech bloodline. She had been naïve to believe that she had kept things between her and Vladimir airtight.
    She must prevent Kian from sending Vladimir away. “No!” she cried. Her desperation finally helped her break through her vocal barrier.
    “I won’t leave her,” Vladimir challenged Kian. “And no one can make me!”
    Everyone ignored Vladimir but turned to Lucienne.
    “Lucia, dear child,” Dr. Wren asked gently. “How do you feel?”
    “Kid, we’ll get you home soon,” Kian said, holding her hand.
    “Lucia, I’m here.” Vladimir fought to hold her other hand, despite Kian’s vicious glare.
    “Vladimir stays.” Lucienne looked at Kian. “He’s earned it.”
    “By leading you into a blind chase and throwing you into the abyss?” Kian gritted his teeth toward Vladimir.
    “By diving after me and saving my life,” Lucienne said. “And it wasn’t a blind chase. We got the second scroll.” A satisfied smile floated to her face as she watched Kian’s eyes go wide. She turned toward Vladimir, who squeezed her hand gently.
    “Rest. I know talking hurts.” Vladimir turned to glare at Kian. “Don’t bug her again. She needs rest. Dr. Wren, you should guard your patient.”
    “You don’t get to order me, boy!” Dr. Wren said. “I know how to treat my patient. Now, hands off! Respect her personal space.”
    That backfired. Lucienne watched Dr. Wren drive Vladimir away from her. Kian was more than willing to agree with the doctor. Vladimir was banished to the back of the helicopter, to brood in the corner.
    Lucienne closed her eyes. 
    “I’m not done with you yet, Blazek!” Kian shouted toward the back. “Next time come to me first! Now, tell me why you put her in grave danger.”
    “If I knew Lucia was going to get hurt, I’d never have gotten her involved,” Vladimir said. “It was entirely my fault. But at the time, the plan seemed perfect. Lucia and I had to do it alone. We waited until her grandfather was on his jet to a relic site, while all the attention was on him. We then made it look like we eloped.”  
    “Eloped?” Kian’s voice was hard.
    “Would you have had a better strategy?” Vladimir asked.
    “The last thing Lucia would do is elope with you,” Kian sneered. “But go on.”
    “I wouldn’t be so sure if I were you,” Vladimir retorted. “And if you keep interrupting me, I won’t get to the best part—the part you’re dying to know.”
    Lucienne sighed, knowing Vladimir would never miss a chance to brag, particularly to Kian. “We opened the vault that no one has been able to since 775CE . The monks hadn’t a clue their Holy Grail was right inside the Gonkhang Chapel. You know what Bön demon is, right?”
    “Just finish the damn story,” Kian said.
    “I wish you could have been there to watch how we removed one impossible obstacle after another. She was awesome. We both were,” Vladimir said. Lucienne could feel his gaze caressing her.  
    “If you were that awesome, how did you almost end up in the bottom of that abyss with over a thousand warrior monks on