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“You’re hurt.”
“I’ll heal within the hour, but you won’t if he gets his hands on you.”
“Do you mean that scar-faced man?”
“Yes. He’s a sadistic murderer.”
Donja raised a hand and with her tremulous fingers, combed her locks. “Will he come here?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, my God.” She spun in a circle, hands gripping her head, wincing as the cobblestone drive cut into her bare feet.
He leapt from the car with his nostril’s flaring and backed away. “Get back, he growled, “you’re bleeding.”
Donja raised her foot and saw a small nick with a trickle of blood.
She watched him back further away, fist clenched, eyes locked upon her and my God…he looked like a predator, ready to pounce. Her knees weakened, her heart strumming her temples. Finding a bit of courage, she whimpered. “So, what do I do?”
He just stared in silence with a chorus of crickets serenading the night.
Donja exhaled, her chest tight and as the gravity of the events settled upon her, a tear streaked her cheek.
He cocked his head, turned in a circle as if to leave then paused, eyes locked upon her. “Don’t cry…please, I can’t take it.”
She wiped at her face, with the back of her hand. “I can’t help it, I’m scared.”
“I know, I can smell it.”
“Am I going to die?”
“No. I’ll keep men posted on this house every hour of every day, do all I can to protect you.”
“Oh no, what have I gotten myself into,” she mumbled with a hand to her brow. She met his stare, moonlight reflecting in his eyes. “Why is this happening?”
“Your blood.”
“My blood. What the hell does that mean?”
“It’s sacred.”
“How can blood be sacred?”
“You have non-Caucasian, Rh null and believe me, it’s sacred. It’s the only blood type on earth that’s free of antigens.”
“I can’t help that,” Donja sighed, “I inherited my father’s blood.”
“And he was Chippewa of the Durent Clan. He had to be, it’s the only bloodline capable of birthing an Iridescent.”
“How do you know that?”
“You and my wife are ancestors.”
Donja felt her stomach churn.
Wife?
She caught herself mentally. “Well, what about the police, aren’t you a detective?”
