Vicious Circle

Clearly amused but unoffended, he said, “Of course.”

I asked, “Briefcase?”

“More like a little overnight duffel. It’s on my bike.” He pushed his plate away.

Except for a few grains of rice clinging to a patch of sauce, the plate was empty. The man knew how to pinch with his sticks. There was a joke there, and I was glad I hadn’t voiced my thought aloud.

“That manager. She a friend of yours?” Joh

Nana stood up and cleared our plates away. I stared after her as she carried them to the sink. I don’t think she would have helped if it had just been the two of us for di

“More like an acquaintance. How’d she react?”

“She was cool.” He sounded disappointed.

“What about the customers?”

“The place was empty except for a little girl sleeping in the corner.”

I muttered, “Damn her,” my voice barely above a whisper.

“Her kid?”

“No. You didn’t recognize her?”

“Should I have?”

“It was Lorrie’s daughter, Beverley.”

“Beverley! Oh, she was facing away. If I’d known…” He paused. “What’s she doing there?”

“Lorrie knew that manager, made her Beverley’s guardian in her will, so Child Services has given her temporary custody.”

“I can’t believe what happened,” he said. “Heard about any arrangements yet?”

“I don’t think anything can be done until they release the body. I’m sure Celia will stay on top of it and let us know.”

Nana came over and patted Joh

“So where’s this pup of yours, Demeter?”

“In the garage. Would you like to meet him?”

“Sure.”

The two of them went out, and a swirl of cooler air wafted in as they left. The cool air helped refocus my thoughts. Vivian was simply not up to parenting a grieving child. I doubted Vivian would abuse her physically, but Beverley needed mental support and understanding, not the rejection clear in Vivian’s tone and actions. In an effort to calm my instincts, I reasoned that I shouldn’t get involved in Beverley’s care. I was already way too involved in settling up with her mother’s killer. Social Services would check up on Beverley—

Shit. No they wouldn’t. Her mother had been a wærewolf. Though Beverley was clear of the virus, they’d conveniently lose her file and forget she was out there. Damn it, wasn’t there anyone else who cared?

“Yes. You do,” Nana said, opening the door to the garage.

My eyes widened at the thought that she’d suddenly become a mind reader.

“You have as much right to voice an opinion as anyone else,” she continued, over her shoulder to Joh

I was relieved: at least Nana wasn’t a mind reader. “Ares?” I asked.

“Joh

The pup yipped happily from the garage.

Mystified by her agreeableness to Joh

Nana turned and shuffled a few steps away, then stopped and faced me. “If you were smart, you’d make a mess of yourself and let him clean you up.” She disappeared into the hall.

My mouth was still hanging open when Joh

I was surprised he could get a signal out here.

“Yeah…shit. How bad? Do they know? I’m on my way.” He shut the phone. “Sorry, Red, I gotta go.” He leapt up the steps to the landing and passed me in a rush, headed for the front door. I grabbed his leather jacket from the chair and followed.

“What’s going on?”

He didn’t pause; he just opened the door and went out, talking as he walked. “Theo’s in the ICU. Car accident.”

“Joh

“When they find out she’s got the virus, they’ll pull the plug! I gotta go.” He slipped a leg over the motorcycle. He took the jacket from me and slipped it on.

“You mean Theodora He

He nodded tersely; his face had hardened. He started the bike.

“I’m coming with you.” Awkwardly, I threw a leg over the seat behind him. It’d been a long time since I’d ridden on a motorcycle. Hands on the big black saddlebags, I situated myself so I wasn’t right up against him. He looked over his shoulder at me, curious. His mouth opened; then he clamped it shut and shrugged out of his coat. “Put this on.”

I did.

“I’m getting there ASAP, so hold on tight,” he said, and for once I didn’t think he was just being smug.

Chapter 9

After about ten stoic minutes, I gave in and wrapped my arms tight around Joh

It takes me an hour to get downtown; longer if I have to fight rush-hour traffic. Joh

I felt like the little Chihuahua trying to keep up with the boss dog in those cartoons as we entered the hospital. Joh

“Joh

We hurried toward her, but she moved reluctantly, like someone with bad news he or she doesn’t want to share. Celia was a beautiful woman, pale and petite and slender with golden-blond hair in a stylish, short cut. She always wore something fashionable but kept to soft and muted colors. In tan corduroy trousers and a khaki turtleneck adorned with a sheer, gold-tone scarf, she could have passed for a chic doctor’s wife. I’d always thought she carried herself like an approachable princess: highborn, but not high-minded. When we neared, however, I could see that her swollen red eyes barely held her fear in check, adding a feral warning to her demeanor. Her arms spread wide for me. “Didn’t expect you,” she said, choking up as she grabbed me in a hug.

“How bad is she?”

Celia’s hair tickled my skin as she buried her face against my neck. She squeezed me so tight I couldn’t breathe. There’s nothing like wære strength. “First Lorrie, and now this.” She let out a sob. I hugged her back, her sweet-orchid cologne mixing with the sanitized hospital smell as she cried into my windblown hair.

“They’re ru

“How is that?” I asked, looking up to catch Joh

“She ripped the dashboard apart with her bare hands.”

“She what?” Joh

Celia pushed out of the hug, but immediately wrapped her arms about herself as if she were cold. “What I was told…and overheard…was that her SUV went over the abutment of a bridge. The paramedic said it looked like it had landed on its nose, then fallen back onto the tires. She was conscious when they arrived, the steering wheel pressing against her chest—the air bags didn’t go off. She was screaming and coughing up blood. They tried to calm her, told her they’d get the jaws of life and have her out in fifteen minutes. She said, ‘Fuck that’ and tore the steering column off, dragged herself out the front window, then collapsed.”