Kitty and the Dead Man's Hand Page 61

He shook hands with Evan and Brenda over the table. “Tell Cormac I said hi,” Brenda said.

“He’ll laugh his ass off when I tell him that.”

“Good,” she said. “He probably needs a good laugh these days.”

“Real interesting meeting you, Kitty,” Evan said.

I smirked. “Not nice, or good, or a pleasure—”

“ I’ll say it was a pleasure,” Brenda said. “I haven’t had this much fun at a gun show in years. ” She grinned, and for some reason I thought about a snake getting ready to strike.

The sooner Ben and I were out of here, the better.

But I paused. “Brenda, can I ask you kind of a personal question?”

“Sure. Amuse me.”

“Let’s see, how can I put this... do you dress like that on purpose?” I gestured to her tight-pants, cleavage-revealing, spike-heeled ensemble.

“Like what?” she said, totally deadpan.

“Never mind.”

Hand on my elbow, Ben pulled me away.

Dawn was nearly here. The Strip’s glitter looked tired, desperate almost, in the near-morning light. Like Christmas on downers. Dom might or might not be up still. I had to find him, because no matter how blasé Evan and Brenda were about it, I knew the priestess of Tiamat was a vampire, and I believed she was still at large. I wanted to warn Dom.

He probably just wasn’t answering his phone. Didn’t mean he was in trouble or anything.

“Thanks for humoring me,” I said to Ben as we walked to the Napoli. I felt like we were a team again.

Ben said, “If he’s not answering his phone, how do you even know he’ll be there?”

“Maybe he’s not. But I have to try. And if he’s in trouble—”

“Kitty. You can’t save the world. What makes you think he even has anything to do with that mess at the Hanging Gardens?”

“It’s vampires. They’re always tangled up. Nothing’s ever simple with them. Maybe you’ve noticed.”

“Yeah, I have. So what, we ask for him at the front desk again?”

“I still have the key card to his penthouse. Let’s hope it still works.”

Inside the elevator, I tried the card, and surprise, surprise, it worked. A smarter guy would have had the card canceled or asked for it back. But Dom was a gracious host. He was also a vampire, which made me wonder what his veneer of amiable cluelessness was hiding.

Beside me, Ben was fidgeting, nervous. “This may be a bad idea, walking into a vampire’s lair like this.”

“You’re probably right,” I said.

He did an actual double take. “Really? You’re admitting it?”

“Yeah.”

“I can’t help but notice we’re doing it anyway.”

Er, yeah... I wrapped my arm around his and squeezed close.

The elevator stopped. The doors opened to the foyer of Dom’s suite. Both Dom’s vampire bodyguards were on watch. Sven stood at the elevator doors, a six-foot-five mass of polished Nordic chill. His smile showed a hint of fang. Behind him, at the other end of the foyer, the other, silent bodyguard stood watch. I avoided looking at him and concentrated on Sven.

I smiled back and waved. Told myself to be brazen. “Hi. Is Dom in?”

“What are you doing here?” Sven said, not angrily or defensively, but curious. Definitely not surprised. He’d probably seen us coming on some security video. It would be easy to keep track of anyone coming to Dom’s suite. Didn’t mean the vampire priestess couldn’t sneak in.

But everything looked normal. Sven even looked relaxed—amused, maybe, at the werewolves who thought they could march in here without a by-your-leave.

I couldn’t make excuses or bluff my way out of this one, so I laid it all out.

“Earlier tonight I had an encounter with the woman from Balthasar’s show over at the Hanging Gardens, and I couldn’t help but notice that she’s a vampire, and I have this sneaking suspicion she may be a really, really old vampire. Like the Babylonian motif over there isn’t just a gimmick. And, well, I had this encounter because she and her boys chained me to a wall and tried to sacrifice me to some goddess called Tiamat. I know this all sounds really silly, but—”

From the suite’s interior came the sudden wail of a woman reaching sexual climax. That kind of orgasmic noise used to make me jealous when I was single and living alone in an apartment complex with thin walls. So. A couple of people were having sex in Dom’s living room. At least, I assumed it was two. And I only assumed they were having sex.

The wail faded to a soft moan, then to a sigh. I might have been blushing. Ben raised his brow. Sven’s expression didn’t change a whit.

“So,” I said. “Am I to take it that Dom is here and just... not answering his phone for obvious reasons?”

“Correct,” Sven said.

Ben leaned close to me and whispered, “Maybe we should take the hint.”

“Follow the example?” I whispered back, and he nodded.

“I’m sure everything here’s just fine—”

“Sven? Is that Kitty? Tell her to come in.” Dom’s voice echoed from the living room.

“Actually, we can come back later—”

Sven stepped aside and tilted his head, indicating that I should enter the vampire’s lair. The second bodyguard’s lips curled in an amused smile.

Now, this was awkward.

“You asked for this,” Ben said helpfully. “How about I wait right here?”

“Don’t you dare,” I said, taking his hand firmly in mine.

We crept forward. I peered ahead, ready to duck away at the first sign of something I didn’t really want imprinted on my memory. I didn’t have to look at Dom to talk to him. The living room with its panoramic windows came into view.

Fully clothed, Dom reclined on one of the sofas, cradling a woman, also fully clothed, in his lap. He held one arm across her chest, bracing her against him. His other hand was hidden under her skirt, between her spread legs. She was flushed, her head thrown back and her mouth open in a grimace of ecstasy. One side of her pink spaghetti-strap cocktail dress had slipped off her shoulder. She clung to him, white-knuckled, and blood trickled from a wound on her neck.

He licked the blood, kissed the spot, then carefully worked his way out from under her, barely jostling her as he moved. She remained lying on the sofa in daze, her eyes closed. Dom adjusted a pillow under her head, then smoothed her dress into a semblance of modesty.

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