Free Vampire Dating Agency III by Rosette Bolter Page B

“Maybe.”
    “Where are
you supposed to be?”
    Nadine had no
direct answer. She was listening to the sounds of the room. Feeling its
vibrations. Experiencing its journey.
    She turned
back to the desk.
    “I used to
work here,” she confessed.
    “Oh?”
    “I was in
another wing. In the far west-hand side. It was quite a while ago though.”
    “You don’t
mean … when it used to be…?”
    “Yes,” Nadine
nodded. “I was one of the investigators.”
    “Oh my God.
Is your name Nadine?”
    Nadine’s eyes
flared. Her posture straightened. “Yes, that’s me.”
    “We had a
call from someone a few weeks ago. They said you might turn up here.”
    “Who from?”
    “We didn’t
get a name. But they left you a message. I … I’ll have to look for it.”
    The
receptionist got onto her knees and opened a drawer beside her.
    Nadine leaned
over the desk. “Do you remember what it was?”
    “List of
addresses. All local. He said you would know what they were.”
    Nadine ran
her fingernails across the desk. Splashes of red shone through her mind.
    “Okay. I got
it.” The receptionist stood up and Nadine snatched the paper away from her.
    It was true
what she had said. There were four addresses on the paper.
    One of them
she recognized.
    It was
Jason’s.
    “Did you
speak to him?” Nadine asked. “The person who called?”
    “Yes, it was
me.”
    “Well, did he
say anything else? Anything you can remember at all?”
    “No,” the
receptionist said. Then she thought a moment. “Wait. There was something.”
    Nadine put
her elbow to the desk. “Tell me.”
    “He said
Dylan would be proud. Or something.”
    “Dylan? Or
Dermott?”
    “Could be
Dermott. Yes. Dermott would be proud.”
    Nadine turned
back to face the way she’d came.
    She suddenly
felt strong again.

 
    CHAPTER
THIRTY-SIX
     
     
    Jason’s call to his wife lasted
barely more than thirty seconds. Actually … eighteen. Eighteen seconds. He
could check that. He felt a bit strange, given the quickness of the call.
Neither of them had tried to get off prematurely, it just sort of fell out the
way it had. He obviously hadn’t told her a lick of truth about what was going
on. He knew without even asking her – without looking into her eyes – She
wouldn’t understand.
    Nadine was
back at the car again. She had a piece of paper with her.
    “Have a look
at this,” she said launching it across to him as she climbed in.
    Jason turned
it over. He saw his address among the others.
    “What’s
this?” he asked.
    “The second
one is you, right?”
    Jason nodded.
    “So. Who do
you think the other’s belong to?”
    “I don’t
know.”
    Nadine took
the sheet back. “Someone called ahead here. Told them I’d be coming. Asked them
to give me this.”
    “What do you
mean? Are we being followed?”
    “No, they
called ahead weeks ago. It’s … it’s so bizarre … It has to be the person who got
me out.”
    “And they
want you to go to these places? They want you to … visit me? Why is that?”
    “I think I
know who the other addresses belong to.”
    “Who?”
    “Look.
There’s only three others. And there’s only three other people that are still
alive that are connected to this. Dino, Riley and Luna. I bet you … a thousand
dollars that these addresses belong to each of them.”
    “Isn’t that a
reach? I mean … they could … they could go anywhere –”
    “Well, I did
my research on everyone while I was locked up. I’m pretty sure that this one at
the top is Dino’s address. I had it written down at some point but it got lost.
It was just for back up anyway. In case I couldn’t get a hold of you.”
    “Wait. Let’s
just … think for a moment here. Who … who is sending you this information? What
do they want you to do?”
    “Well … the
lady inside said it was a man who called. Not that that means much … but …
well, she said something else too. She said that the caller said to tell me,
‘Dermott would be proud.’