The Vampire and the Virgin (36 page)

was no blood left to drip out.”

He pointed at a man. “This one was killed by a vampire.”

“That’s Joe Kitchner,” Olivia whispered.

“Others were murdered by mortals—the escaped prisoners, no doubt.” He gestured to a blond woman with a

knife still embedded in her chest. “So much spilled blood. A vampire would never waste blood like that.”

Olivia covered her mouth and looked away.

Robby couldn’t detect a heartbeat. All twelve of the victims were gone. He shook his head. He was almost

three hundred years old, but he still couldn’t fathom how a man could do such a thing. They weren’t men. They

were monsters.

He spotted a woman in a short skirt with multiple stab wounds all over her abdomen. Her legs were a bloody

mess. “Whoever killed her is obsessed with knives.”

Olivia glanced at the body and turned deathly pale. “That’s Otis’s handiwork. He likes to keep souvenirs.”

Robby walked toward her. “I willna let him near you.”

Her eyes glittered with tears. “I hate these bastards.”

“We’ll get them.”

“They were already disgusting as mortals, but when I think about them becoming vampires and acquiring

super powers—” She shuddered.

He drew her into his arms, and to his relief, she didn’t pull away. He held her tight.

“They’re gone,” Angus announced as he zoomed back into the room.

“Aye.” Connor followed him. “They’ve probably gone into hiding somewhere so they can transform the

“Aye.” Connor followed him. “They’ve probably gone into hiding somewhere so they can transform the

prisoners.”

Angus gave Olivia a curious look. “So ye’re the one who’s captured Robby’s heart.”

“This is Olivia Sotiris,” Robby said, still holding her.

Angus slapped him on the back. “She’s a real beauty, lad.”

“She can hear you,” Robby muttered.

“You’re Robby’s grandfather?” she asked.

“Great-great-grandfather, actually. I’m verra proud of Robby. He’s a fine young man.”

“I doona need a sales pitch,” Robby grumbled.

“Aye, this is all verra romantic,” Connor said with a wry look. “Especially with the dead bodies in the room. Did

ye notify Sean Whelan?”

“Yes,” Robby replied. “He’s on his way.”

Connor frowned at the bodies. “More victims for Whelan’s deadly flu. The idiot thinks he’s being clever, but

he’s going to cause panic among the mortals.”

“If you two can stay here,” Robby said, “I’ll take Olivia back.”

“Stay in touch.” Angus patted him on the back. “And good work, both of you.”

Robby wrapped his arms around Olivia and teleported back to Barker’s office. She stumbled, and he

steadied her.

“Are ye all right? Ye look deathly pale. Do ye need any food?”

“God, no. Who could eat after that?” She slumped in a chair and called Barker to catch him up on the latest

news. Then she set her phone down and closed her eyes.

Robby swung his claymore off his back and set it on Barker’s desk. “Ye’re tired.”

“It’s been a rough few days. I haven’t been sleeping well.”

“Go lie down on the couch. I’ll watch over you. Ye’ll be completely safe.”

“With a vampire?” She smiled. “Maybe I’ll just rest my eyes for a little while.” She trudged over to the sofa.

Robby dimmed the lights. Within minutes she’d fallen asleep. He sat at Barker’s desk and watched her. He

felt fairly certain that she still loved him. If he could just keep her safe, she would eventually accept him.

A sudden thought made him stiffen with alarm. If Otis was still mortal the next day, he might come for her. He

might plan to capture her first, so they could be transformed together the following night.

And Robby was dead during the day. He couldn’t protect her. Or maybe he could.

Olivia woke slowly from a deep sleep and stretched in the big comfy bed.

Bed?
A lightning bolt of alarm skittered through her. She sat up and looked around the dimly lit room. The

light was coming from an adjoining room, a bathroom. She spotted her holster and jacket on a table. She was

still dressed, except for her shoes.

“Robby,” she breathed with relief when she saw him lying on the other side of the king-sized bed. “Where are

we? Where have you taken me?”

He just lay there with a peaceful look on his face. He was wearing plaid pajama bottoms and a white T-shirt.

Since he’d changed clothes, she assumed this could be his bedroom, wherever that was.

“Robby?” She tapped him on the shoulder. No response. “Come on, Robby, wake up.” She gave him a nudge.

His chest wasn’t moving. He wasn’t breathing.

“Oh my God!” She scrambled out of bed. She’d been sleeping with a dead man.

“Ms. Sotiris?” a booming voice said, and she jumped.

“What?” She pivoted, looking around, then spotted a surveillance camera in a corner by the ceiling.

“Ms. Sotiris, don’t be alarmed. This is Howard Barr. Robby asked us to keep an eye on you.”

She noticed a light switch by the door and ran over to turn it on. The room was a fairly typical bedroom. Chest

of drawers, easy chair, table and lamp, big bed with a dead body on it. She winced. Poor Robby. At least the light

she’d turned on wouldn’t disturb him.

“Ms. Sotiris, I’m sending Carlos down to get you,” Howard Barr announced.

She realized his voice was coming from the intercom by the door. She pushed the talk button. “Where am I

exactly?”

“The basement of Romatech Industries,” Howard responded.

Her breath hitched. “I’m in New York City?”

“White Plains.”

She looked at her watch. It was almost eleven. She recalled falling asleep in Barker’s office about 3:00 A.M.

Robby must have teleported her while she slept.

She didn’t know whether to be annoyed or grateful. If Otis was still alive and looking for her, he’d never find

her here. But Robby shouldn’t have done this without her permission. She was supposed to be at work today.

There was a knock on the door, and she opened it.

“Menina.”
Carlos grinned at her. “It is good to see you again.”

“Hello, Carlos.” She stepped into the hall, then slammed him against the wall. “I know it was you who chased

me into the sea. Don’t ever terrorize me again.”

me into the sea. Don’t ever terrorize me again.”

His amber colored eyes twinkled. “I guess the cat’s out of the bag.”

She snorted and released him.

He led her upstairs to the MacKay security office and introduced her to Howard Barr.

“This is where Robby works at night?” she asked. She looked at the wall of monitors and spotted the camera

in Robby’s room.

“We don’t usually watch him sleep,” Howard said from his chair behind the desk.

“That’s for sure,” Carlos agreed. “It’s not like he’s going to do anything.”

“He asked us to keep the camera on so we would know when you woke up.” Howard pushed a box of

doughnuts toward her. “You must be hungry.”

She munched on a bear claw while she called Barker.

He wasn’t surprised. Robby had left a note on his desk, telling him where she would be.

“I’ll get him to teleport me back as soon as he wakes up,” she told her boss.

She spent the rest of the day getting a tour of Romatech and hanging around the security office. She met

Shanna Draganesti and her children about supper time, and they invited her to eat with them at the Romatech

cafeteria. They were a lovely family, but she was painfully aware that the father wasn’t with them. He was

currently dead, like Robby.

An hour later J.L. called. “Good news! Yasmine used her debit card last night about three-thirty A.M. She

rented two units at a climate-controlled storage facility.”

Olivia related this news to Howard and Carlos.

“Sounds like a good place to hide vampires during the day,” Carlos said. “They’re all locked up safe and

secure with no windows.”

“Barker and I are going to check it out,” J.L. told her.

“Be careful.” Olivia groaned inwardly. She should be with them, but she was stuck at Romatech until Robby

woke up. “Why don’t you take Harrison and Saunders with you?”

“We thought about that,” J.L. said. “But if we find any vampires, we’ll stake them, and we don’t want anyone

from the office to see that. Don’t worry, Liv. It’s still daylight here. The vampires will be dead.”

“Okay.” She supposed they would be all right as long as it was daylight. The sun was already nearing the

horizon in White Plains, but it would still be up in Kansas City.

She knew the instant the sun had set. On the monitor, she saw Robby’s body jerk, then his chest expanded

with a deep breath. “I should go see him.”

“Give him a few minutes,” Howard said. “The Vamps are always very hungry when they first wake up.”

They thought he might bite her? She watched on the monitor as Robby sat up and looked at the spot where

she’d slept. Then he climbed out of bed and hurried to a small refrigerator. He removed a bottle of blood and

stuffed it into a microwave.

“How many bottles do they need every night?” Olivia asked.

“They can get by on a minimum of two,” Howard said. “But they prefer more.”

“And sometimes they drink for fun,” Carlos added. “I’ve seen them drink lots of Blissky and Bleer.”

Howard chuckled at Olivia’s confused look. “That’s synthetic blood mixed with whiskey or beer.”

“Oh.” She watched Robby guzzle down the entire bottle. Then he grabbed some clothes and went into the

bathroom. “I’ll go to his room now.”

“I’ll show you the way.” Carlos led her downstairs. “There are about ten bedrooms down here in the

basement. You wouldn’t want to venture into the wrong one. Connor, Angus, and Emma stayed here last night,

too.”

That surprised Olivia. “Wouldn’t it make more sense for them to stay close to where the action is?”

“You mean in Kansas City?” Carlos shrugged. “Teleportation only takes a few seconds, so the distance

doesn’t matter. Besides, they have a strategic advantage by staying here. They’re already awake. They’ll be fed,

armed, and ready to go before the bad guys even wake up.”

Carlos opened a door and peeked inside. “This is it.” He winked. “Have fun.”

“We’re just going to talk.”

Carlos chuckled as he strode away.

Olivia eased inside and locked the door. She could hear the shower running in the bathroom.

She was sitting in the easy chair when Robby emerged from the bathroom. His hair was wet and loose. He

had on a pair of jeans, unbuttoned at the waist, and was drying his damp chest with a towel.

All the memories of the night she’d lost her virginity came rushing back to her. He’d far surpassed any fantasy

lover she’d ever imagined. He had been both gentle and strong, both giving and demanding.

He froze when he saw her. “Good evening.”

“Good evening,” she whispered.

“Did ye sleep well?” He dropped the towel, then slowly fastened his jeans. His eyes glimmered with a

reddish tint.

“Why do your eyes turn red?”

He glanced at the surveillance camera and made a cutting motion. The light went off. He sat on the edge of

the bed. “A Vamp’s eyes glow red when he wants to make love.”

Her mouth dropped open. “Are you kidding me? Your eyes are always turning red.”

His mouth tilted up. “True.”

Her face grew warm. “Then all that stuff about the webcam, or the sand in your eyes, or the reflection from the

Her face grew warm. “Then all that stuff about the webcam, or the sand in your eyes, or the reflection from the

fireplace—that was all lies?”

He winced. “Olivia, I never wanted to lie. I just never knew how to explain things without scaring you away. The

closer I got to you, the more I knew I needed to tell you the truth, but the more I fell in love with you and couldna

bear to lose you.”

She nodded slowly. “This is a big decision for me. I can’t make it lightly.”

“I understand.”

She studied her hands in her lap a moment, unsure what to say next. When she glanced at him, he was

watching her with the red glint in his eyes. Her heart rate quickened. He wanted to make love to her.

He was tempting, so very tempting.

Her cell phone rang.
Saved by the bell
. She stood to retrieve it from her jeans pocket. “Hello?”

“Olivia,” Barker said in a rushed voice. “Have you heard from J.L.?”

“No. I thought he was with you.” She motioned for Robby to come over and listen.

“Damn,” Barker muttered. “He must have gone back.”

“What happened?” Olivia asked.

“We went to the storage facility to check out the two units Yasmine rented. We heard crying behind one of

them, so we opened it up and found the children.”

“Oh thank God!” Olivia cried. “Are they all right?”

“They’re very weak. We called ambulances and took them to the hospital. There are eleven of them. I had six

in one room where I was questioning them. The vampires were controlling their minds, so they don’t remember

very much.”

“That might be a blessing.” Olivia’s heart ached for the children. They would have to learn that their parents

were dead.

“J.L. was supposed to be interviewing the other children,” Barker continued. “I went to see how he was doing,

but he was gone. He left the kids with a nurse. I’ve tried calling him, but he doesn’t answer his phone.”

“He must have gone back to check the other unit,” Olivia said. “Is it still daylight there?”

“Yeah, but the sun is setting. I’m going to drive back to the storage unit.” Barker sighed. “It’s rush hour traffic

around here. It may take a while to get back.”