Page 48 of Vameer

A few minutes pass of the humans whispering before Jack clears his throat. “Boss?”

“Yeah?” I keep my eyes on the computer as I take another drink.

“Two things.”

I glance at him. “Shoot.”

“One. I don’t know if you can get drunk… but I feel like I should mention that’s a high-proof whiskey you’re drinkin’.”

“I cannot get drunk off human alcohol.”

“Okay, I have three things.” Jack snorts. “The new number two, what can you get drunk off?”

I drag my tongue over my fang. “That is a secret I cannot share.”

Alex and Grace groan in disappointment.

“Lo siento.”

“Four things.” Alex chuckles. “How many languages do you know?”

“Pot vorbi multe limbi.”

Alex narrows his eyes at me. “Say that again?”

“I can speak many languages.”

“What language did ya say that in?” he asks.

“Romanian.”

He stares at me.

I lift my brows and use their native language. “An bhfuil ceist agat?”

Jack grins. “Yeah, I got another question. Are you fucking nuts?”

I smirk at my friend. “In what context?”

He shakes his head and taps the small pile of coins. “Do ya have any idea what these are worth?”

I shrug.

“The four of these… they’re worth more than we make in a year.”

I shrug again. “There is no shame in being poor.”

He blinks at me. “What? No. I mean, yeah. But… I’m trying to tell ya, this is a lot of money.”

“Okay.” I dip my chin.

“Boss.” Jack widens his eyes. “I don’t think ya get just how much these are worth now.”

I turn on my barrel and rest a hand on his shoulder. “Keep it, friend.”

His mouth pulls up into a smile. “You sure, friend?”

“Sí.” I drop my hand. “I am very rich.”