businessmen from Wyoming. Anyway, I overheard them talking about it on the way back from Salt Lake City yesterday.â
âIt seems weird I havenât heard anything about it. Usually Iâm right on top of that kind of stuff. I mean, I make it my business to be right on top of that kind of stuff.â Also, why the hell were vampires going to Salt Lake City? But I left that question for later. Or never. I wasnât sure I wanted to know.
Gwen was silent a moment, looking at her fork. Then she looked up at me, studying my expression. The directness and the earnestness of her gaze took me aback. It was like she was really trying to accomplish sisterly bonding. âNim⦠I know you do. And doesnât it seem weird to you that you havenât heard about it?â
âIt does. But itâs not all that unusual for the vamps to keep things under wraps. If it doesnât affect humans, theyâd just as soon deal with it themselves. Internal affairs kind of thing, you know?â Which was true, but Colin had told me things in the past that werenât cleared for human consumption. I wondered why heâd kept this particular tidbit away from me. Maybe to keep me from worrying. Or maybe he hadnât heard about it either. The latter seemed unlikely.
Gwen leaned forward again. I could tell she didnât want any of our fellow diners to overhear our conversation. âAnyway, since youâre dating a vampire now, I thought youâd want to know. You know, tell him to be careful or whatever.â
I blinked. Being concerned about Colin was out of character for Gwen. She didnât like him and didnât approve of our relationship. Or maybe didnât approve was too strong a term. I think she just didnât get it.
âWell,â I said, âweâre not so much dating as living in the same house and having ridiculous amounts of sex, but thanks for your concern.â
Gwen looked hurt. âIâm trying to be nice about your boyfriend ,â she hissed at me.
âI know.â I reached across the table and patted her hand affectionately, which was out of character for me. âAnd itâs really sweet, and I appreciate it. Iâll ask him about it when I get back to the office.â
Gwen appeared to have been placated. âGood. I mean, you already lost one of your boyfriends. Losing another one would kind of suck.â
Succinct, but true. âYes,â I said, too sobered by the thought to prickle at her wording. âIt really, really would.â
I went back to the office with my stomach doing gymnastics under my diaphragm. The activity didnât mix well with the food Iâd just eaten. I wasnât sure why I was so upset. Iâd just seen Colin a few minutes ago. I knew he was all right. Whatever was going on in the news that I hadnât heard about, he was safe from it, at least for the moment. But Iâd seen Sebastian disintegrate right in front of my eyes. Sure, Iâd talked to him earlier in the evening, but he wasnât himself. Shit, he wasnât even solid. I couldnât bear the thought of something similarâor worseâhappening to Colin.
Of course, when I got back and slid into his office, he was sitting on his desk watching the TV that hung on the wall. He looked away from the screen briefly as I came in.
âYou okay?â he asked.
âYeah. I justâ¦â I swallowed. He was fine. He was big and wide, and his shoulders took up half the room. âGwen said thereâs shit going down. Vampires being killed. Do you know anything about this?â
He held my gaze a moment, and I thought he was going to dodge the question. I opened my mouth to give him clear insight into my opinion, but then he looked back at the TV and waved his hand loosely toward it.
There was a reporter on the screenâunsurprising since it was a news channelâdoing a reporter-on-the-scene type thing, microphone in