alone. I have arranged for you to stay at the same hotel that you were in the last time you were in the City. I hear that the cookies are fresh-baked.
Please come to see me as it will save me the trouble of having to come to you again. I expect to see you this Friday.
Warmest regards,
Olivier
A meeting with Olivier. Holy shit.
“I’m going.” What came out of my mouth was a statement, not a question.
“The hell you are,” Nico said. “There’s no way you are going to Paris alone to visit with him. What does he mean that he will explain things to you?”
“That’s why I need to go. One of us needs to be able to communicate with him.”
“No,” Nico said again. He didn’t say anything else and that pissed me off more. He said it defiantly as though his word was the final word.
“Aren’t you a little bit curious as to what he has to say?”
“Of course I am. That’s why I will go with you. If you think for one damn second I am going to let you go see him alone, you are out of your mind.”
I shook my head. “He won’t talk to me if you are there and he will know that you have arrived in the city just like he knew when you and Costin went.”
Costin walked to stand between the two of us. “She has a point. Someone needs to find out what his plan is and if she is the one he will talk to, then she is the one that goes.”
“What?” Nico and I said at the same time – and for two very different reasons. I couldn’t believe Costin was agreeing and Nico was shocked that it would be permitted.
Nico stalked back and forth with his fingers in his hair for a few moments. “Can we send someone with her?”
“I could go with her,” Antonio interjected.
Costin thought about it for a moment. “While you are human like her, it is not appropriate. He clearly said that she should come alone. I do not think it is his intention to hurt her. He knows that it would be war if he did.”
I nodded. “I’m not a big fan of his, but if it means we can find out about the zombies and what his involvement is, I think it needs to happen. It is only for two days, so I will be home by Sunday.”
If I was being honest with myself, I wanted to go to see what zombies looked like. The movies and the TV shows could have it all wrong. My own perversion over paranormal creatures was winning out and it was too easy to agree to this.
Nico was pissed but there was nothing I could do right now. When I placed my hand on his shoulder, he bristled. The fact that I volunteered probably made it worse. Once Costin and Antonio left, I knew I would hear all about it.
To ensure the boys didn’t leave anytime soon, I walked over to Antonio and stood in front of him with the bottle of wine. “You son of a bitch! I give you wine whenever you are here and you go into my collection to pick out whatever the hell you want without asking?”
He laughed and took another sip. He stopped laughing when my glare was lowered. “Oh, you’re serious?”
“As a heart attack.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know it was being saved for a special occasion.”
I let out a sigh.
“There’s still some in the bottle.” He got up and went into the kitchen to get a glass. Smart man. After pouring a large glass, he handed it to me. “Here you go.”
“Thanks. And I fully expect you to buy me a new bottle.”
Before he could argue, Costin looked over at Antonio. “I would do what she says.”
“I will buy you a new bottle tomorrow,” Antonio said.
“Great.”
***
“So I will take the train to the Republique Station, go across the street to check in at the hotel and then wait for him to contact me.”
“And if he doesn’t contact you?” Nico quizzed me.
“Then I will take a walk around the front entrance of the hotel until he spots me.”
Nico let out a deep breath. He was under direct orders of his sovereign to let me go, but anyone could see that it was eating him up inside.
“I will be fine. At least I am