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Mandenauer squinted at her from wherever the hell he was. Where she stood, it looked like an abandoned bunker.
“I told you before. The Jäger-Suchers are well funded,” Mandenauer answered. “We can get ‘in’ wherever we like.”
Kris felt a trickle of unease. An all-knowing, all-seeing, all-powerful agency? Usually meant trouble.
“I have connections,” the old man continued. “The tools necessary to do all sorts of things are made available to me and my people first. We try them in the field. If we live, we get to keep them.”
Kris frowned. If they lived?
“Now.” He brushed his hands together. “Your turn.”
She told him about the missing girls.
“Strange,” Edward murmured, his frown causing his already-creased face to crease further.
“How so?”
“You do not think it’s strange there are nearly half a dozen women missing from such a small area?”
“Freaky, yes. Strange? Sadly no. Once a killer gets a taste, they keep on tasting.”
“Exactly. Monsters by their very nature are evil. They like to kill, and they do not stop until we make them.”
Kris opened her mouth to mention yet again that there was no monster, then decided why?
“How do we make them?”
“By discovering what type of monster it is. Once we know that, we will know how to kill the beast. I must check a few books, ask a few questions. I will get back to you. In the meantime, be careful. If he, or she…” He paused. “Well, for the sake of expediency we will use ‘he.’ If he discovers you are on to him, he will—”
Kris straightened, her fingers going to the knot on her temple concealed by her hair. “Bonk me over the head and try to drown me?”
“Yes.” Mandenauer’s lips tightened as Kris continued to rub her head. “Let me guess. He already did?”
She’d figured the local killer had been behind the attack last night. What she hadn’t figured was that she was anything more than a random target, and thus the culprit probably wouldn’t be back, since she was now on the alert. However, if he’d been after her to begin with that put a whole new twist on things.
“Shyte,” she muttered. “I’m gonna need a gun.”
“There’s a drawer in that table.”
Kris tilted her head, narrowing her gaze before opening the drawer. She wasn’t surprised to see just what she’d asked for—a bright and shiny new gun.
“I suppose this was beamed from there to here with some sort of Star Trek technology.” She couldn’t take her eyes off the thing. “Or maybe there’s a wormhole.” She snapped her fingers. “A hologram?”
“Are you through?” Edward asked.
“How’d it get here?”
“I put it there,” he said.
“Time travel,” she muttered.
He peered down his nose at her. “Now you are just being silly.”
Kris reached for the gun.
“It is loaded with silver.”
She pulled back as if burned. “Are you serious?”
