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I spread my hands and tried to stay calm. “I seriously had to pee after all of those yummy espressos. Is there a bathroom nearby that I could use?”
She slipped the flash drive grimoire into her handbag and grabbed the warlock’s wrist. “Damon, please calm down. She doesn’t mean any harm.”
Oh, she was so very wrong about that. If they were conspiring to steal my husband’s body, I meant harm. A big, smelly, burning heap of harm.
“What did you overhear, Sarah?” Damon asked evenly. His eyes hadn’t shifted back to normal yet.
“Overhear?” I repeated. “Nothing. Nothing at all. Just the sound of my brand new heels clicking against the floor. Sweet, sweet clicking of some pretty shoes. So very pretty. I’m really so grateful to you both for these beauties.”
I needed to find a way to get the grimoire away from Alicia. I needed to destroy it before she had the chance to use it.
“Nothing at all, she says.” Damon’s voice held a sharp, mocking edge. “I find that hard to believe.”
I shot a pained, beseeching look at Grimm, standing in the doorway. No one else seemed to able to see him other than me.
“Sorry.” He spread his hands. “I’m an incorporeal spirit. Unfortunately, I can’t help you right now.”
Yeah, great. Thanks, elf-boy.
“Sarah,” Damon’s accented voice drew my attention. But this time, it sounded less abrasive. More…soothing. “Sarah, look at me.”
I sent an apprehensive look at the warlock over my shoulder and immediately found myself locked in his red-eyed gaze. Shit.
“Everything is fine,” he said. “There’s nothing for you to fear.”
Even though I knew that was a big, fat lie, his low, even tone managed to calm me. I couldn’t seem to break eye contact with him, and part of me didn’t want to anymore. I felt sleepy, like curling up on the floor of the workshop to have a quick nap might be an excellent idea.
Alicia regarded me with a tight expression, her arms crossed over her chest. She shook her head. “I’m sorry, Sarah. I didn’t want you to be a part of this. I’d asked Thierry to come and meet me in Assjacket alone, but he brought you. I thought he’d more favorably remember our time together, short as it was. I know I haven’t forgotten him—especially his incredible body. I’ll take very good care of it, I promise.”
I’d told Grimm that I wouldn’t murder someone in cold blood. I was beginning to have second thoughts about that.
“Are you going to kill me?” I forced the words out past the hypnotic magic as much as I could.
“No,” Alicia said quickly. “Don’t kill her, Damon. She really hasn’t done anything wrong other than being in the wrong place at the wrong time. That’s my fault. I shouldn’t have brought her here.”
“Then whatever shall I do with her?” Damon mused.
Alicia pondered that for a moment. “Maybe you could make one of her dreams come true.”
“And what dream is that?” he asked.
She moved toward him and whispered something in his ear that made him smile. A thin, cruel smile that didn’t reach his frightening, blood-red eyes.
And then he nodded. “How appropriate.”
Before I had to chance to wonder just what dream was about to come true for me, the warlock snapped his fingers. And the world all around me went black.
