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And I was the only one who could fix this. Because despite what Zoe had told her mother that night in the hotel, the princess had a weakness for me.
A weakness I intended to exploit—if I could justgetto the woman.
I’d spent the last couple of days working my few contacts in Montreal, trying to find out something, anything that would help Zaq.
I’d bribed, pleaded, threatened. But nada. I hadn’t even found any proof tying Victorine to the slayers.
Meanwhile, my brother was wasting away in a cell somewhere in France. Chained in silver and being fed on by a vampire.
Crescent Street was full of humans enjoying the warm summer afternoon. They strolled past Victorian brownstones and a few out-of-place high-rises that shot like weeds above the field of trendy boutiques, galleries, and restaurants. I joined the crowd, matching their plodding, window-shopping pace until I reached a high-end chocolate shop.
Inside I was greeted by a blast of cool, chocolate-scented air. My quarry, Felix Fortin, was waiting on a pair of tourists. A bilingual native of Montreal, what Felix didn’t know about the city’s residents—vampire or human—wasn’t worth knowing.
I waited until the tourists took their chocolate and left, then locked the door behind them.
Felix started to object. I removed my sunglasses and shed the glamour.
“I need some information.”
Felix blinked rapidly. He was a Kral informant. He knew exactly who I was, although he didn’t look happy to see me. “Of course, m’sieur. How may I help you?”
“I’m looking for Princess Zoe.”
He darted a glance at the locked door and smoothed down his white chef’s coat. For a man who spent his days making candy, he was damn scrawny, with lanky limbs and a nervous, high-strung energy.
Or maybe it was me making him nervous.
“La Princesseisn’t in the city,” he said.
My back teeth clamped down. I’d figured that much out for myself. “Then where is she?”
Felix edged backward. I relaxed my jaw and reminded myself to be charming.
But I didn’t feel charming.
Two years since I’d last seen Zoe, and the anger was still fresh, raw.
Two years since Victorine’s thugs had tossed me onto a jet out of Montreal, broken and bleeding and bitter as fuck.
Two years since I’d sworn never to get played like that again.
Now, Zaq’s kidnapping had changed everything.
I had to get to Zoe.
But she’d apparently gone to ground. Burrowed into some Tremblay lair.
I’d been searching Montreal for her since Thursday. Today was Sunday, and all I’d discovered is where shewasn’t.
Not in her family’s mansion in Old Montreal. Not at the Tremblay Vampire Syndicate’s downtown headquarters. And not at any of the usual society parties.
You’d think Zoe knew I was looking for her, but that was impossible. I hadn’t gone anywhere without my glamour. If Victorine found out I was in Montreal, my life wouldn’t be worth the pack of cigarettes Felix was nervously fingering.
I dredged up an engaging smile, the one that usually had humans falling all over themselves to please me. “Think, Felix. You must have some idea of where she is.”
He shoved the cigarettes back into his coat pocket. “La Princessespent the last week on her family’s private island.”
“What’s the name of this island?” I dropped any pretense of charm.
