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I cringed. “I really don’t need the details.”
“It was nearly a century before your birth.”
“Not making it any better.”
Thierry cleared his throat. “Alicia is in a delicate position, and likely doesn’t even know it. If she’s ultimately exposed as a spy or informant, the Ring will need to intervene. Franklin will be powerless to help her at that point. While I’m gone, I’m hoping that you can gain her confidence and find out more about her new lover and his agenda. Can you do that?”
I considered this as I watched Alicia having a pleasant conversation with the Baba Yaga, who seemed to be keeping a safe distance from the hugging vampire now. I knew how the Ring typically “intervened.” It was a very polite way of saying they sent out an assassin to take care of their problems.
I’d known Alicia for only a handful of minutes, but I definitely didn’t want her to get herself killed for falling for the wrong guy.
“I’m on it,” I told Thierry. “I’ll find out everything I can, promise.”
“Thank you.” He nodded. “It might be nothing. Franklin is known to be rather paranoid, especially when it comes to the fidelity of the wives he’s had.”
“Wives?” I repeated.
“He’s been married twelve times.”
My eyes bugged. “And they’ve all cheated on him?”
“He believes so. All I know for sure is that no vampire who is married to a Ring elder would come to this particular town for a mere vacation.”
“Say it,” I said.
“What?”
“Say the town’s name.”
Thierry studied me, and a small smile tugged at his lips. “Do I have to?”
“Yes. I’ve agreed to help you get the goods. And you have to say the name of this town.”
He took a deep breath. “Assjacket.”
“So amazing.” I grinned at him. “Okay, you go with the boss witch for your private tour of Witchlandia, and I’ll get to the bottom of Alicia’s complicated love life.”
“I’ll see you soon.” He leaned over and kissed me. “And thank you, Sarah.”
“For what?”
“For being by my side, helping me. In good times and bad.”
I took his face in my hands and kissed him again. “Always and forever.”
With that, Thierry returned to the waiting, leg-warmer-clad Baba Yaga and her silent assistants, and a few moments later, they all vanished in another swirl of purple smoke.
