Page 112 of Chasing the Red Queen


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Carson bit his lip and held his tongue. “I guess I’m nervous,” he said. “I don’t see her.”

“She’s here,” Torin said with a self-assured smile. “Have faith.”

Carson bristled.

“I can smell your hatred,” Torin whispered.

Without thinking, Carson blurted. “I can’t help myself. You’re not human, you’re—”

“Iridescent.”

“Vampire,” Carson groaned.

“We prefer Irides—”

“I don’t give a shit what you prefer. You’re fucking vampires. And you and your kind have infiltrated my family. If every damn last one of you was dead tomorrow, I’d be a happy man.” Carson dropped his head. “I just don’t want to lose my family.”

“And I will die trying to ensure that never happens, Carson, but you must trust me and more importantly, you have to keep silent. If you talk or act in what you feel is self-defense of your family, the elites will step in and there will be no mercy for any of us.”

Carson combed his golden mane with his fingers. “Are you saying that they would kill you as well?”

“I would have to defend your family, Carson, even if it meant my life.”

“Why?”

“Because I made a promise to Donja and I won’t let her down.”

“You really love her, don’t you?”

Torin’s jaw tightened. “Yes,” he whispered, “and this is killing me, the not knowing, the constant worry, the goddamn fear that someone’s touching her.”

“I’m with you,” Carson sighed. “Not saying I accept you, but I’m with you.”

“Thank you,” Torin said, “I won’t let you down.”

Carson listened to the intercom announcing flight arrivals, people exiting the jet bridge. Torin saw a petite female, no more than ninety pounds dressed in a tight black skirt, white blouse, black pumps and a black shoulder bag. He cocked his head taking in air as she walked toward them, dark locks bouncing on her back. He noticed men as young as twenty, some older, watching her. Torin took a breath and caught her scent.

“There she is,” he whispered.

“Where?” Carson frowned.

“Walking up to you,” Torin said with an inscrutable smile, enthralled by her beauty.

“Carson, so good to see you,” Anna said.

“Anna, is that you?” Carson asked, his eyes like saucers.

“In the flesh,” she smiled, with a dark shimmer beneath thick lashes. “And you must be Torin,” she said with a look of intense scrutiny that set Torin on edge. She had an uncanny, mature resemblance to Donja. “Yes, and it’s very nice to meet you.”

“You as well. Lisa and I were texting the entire flight. She told me what’s happened and all about you.”

Damn, I better have a talk with Lisa. She can’t be discussing this. Torin thought.

“Well, let’s get to baggage and get you home,” Carson said. “Lisa and Frankie can hardly wait to see you.”

~~~

Leaving the airport, Carson took Highway 75, cruising in darkness. Torin, seated upfront stared at oncoming traffic as thoughts of Donja played in his mind.

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