Chapter Nine

"So where is the amulet now, Rami? What exactly does this thing do for you or to you?" Collie St. John was totally into her host's story now and wondering how she, a hybrid vampire, could possibly be here thinking of helping a wolf to kill a werewolf.

Beth, having excused herself for the ladies' room, discovered that her cell phone had gone dead and was searching for her battery charger. Great, it's probably packed and in the bags that were automatically forwarded to Paris. And of course, like everyone else, she didn't even bother to memorize phone numbers anymore. Lazy, we're all getting too lazy with this technology. So how do I reach Mick, who must be frantic by now? Maybe Collie's got her battery charger but no, she switched to a different type of phone so, I'm screwed again. Ok, think, Turner.

"Ah, Ramhill, would it be possible to call my husband, Mick? My cell phone has died and I don't have my charger with me …"

"But, of course, Madam St. John, …"

"Please, call me Beth."

With a quiet smile, Ramhil Ashniveer, says "Beth, please feel free to use the phone over on the desk, or if you need more privacy, the suite for you and your daughter is upstairs, first door on the right."

How easy was that? Thought Beth. "Collie, do you need anything?" With a shake of the red head, "then I'll just go upstairs and make the call."

Quickly, the two left downstairs in the study bend their heads towards each other and resume their conversation.

"So, my dear Colleen, you see the amulet I had was extremely old and very powerful. I had it when I was in New York back in the 1980's and retrieved it after being bitten."

"Let me get this straight, Rami, you weren't bitten by this guy, Will, who originally came to you for answers? You say that he wouldn't. That he had some kind of ethical problem. So who bit you?"

"His co-worker, Stuart, retraced Will's steps and found me. Newly bitten himself, I think he meant to kill me but was intrigued with the idea of forming his own pack so he spared me. My turning took a month and by that time, Will, and Stuart had gone wild, leaving behind the amulet. It has kept me from turning during the full moon when the urge is the strongest but alas, it was stolen from me last week in Los Angeles."

"Why would someone want it, Rami? I don't get it and what does that have to do with werewolves and vampires?"

"Good question, Niece. What about it, Ashniveer?"

"Uncle Lance. Oh, are you here to rescue us? Only we don't need rescuing, at least, not anymore."