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Part 3: Amherst
What the hell's taking them so long? Theo paced up and down the small ground floor living room, stopping only to peer through the window every now and again. Val's train got in just over half an hour ago, and we're not *that* far from the station. She sighed wondering how Val was going to take that fact that Rashel would be meeting her at the station, Val hates surprises and she's always at her *worst* after travelling on a train. Also she's soon going to find out that I've not been *entirely* truthful about who the assassin's are and when she does find out the truth she's going to be pissed. Theo sighed again But if I'd told her the truth she wouldn't have come and I wasn't lying when I said I needed her…
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I didn't think Amherst would be *this* small Valerine thought leaning up against the station wall. It kinda reminds me of…She ruthlessly clamped down on the thought before it could become anything more than vague memories, before sighing and looking around for Theo. Where the hell *is* my dear cousin? She promised that she'd be here when the train came in. But she's not and the train's *long* gone…
"Excuse me?"
Valerine looked up at the speaker warily. A tall dark-haired girl with fierce green eyes stared back. "Yes?"
"Are you by any chance Valerine Bell?"
Valerine pushed away the lock of red hair, which had chosen that moment to inconveniently flop into her eyes, her sense of wariness increasing "Who wants to know?" she asked finally, preparing to activate the quick release mechanism of the wrist sheathes Lethna had given her last Christmas.
"Your cousin Theo sent me."
"I doubt it…" Valerine started, her voice tailing off as she realised her mistake Stupid, Val…Now she knows that you* do* know Theo! Remember the first rule of survival that Lethna taught you – never admit to anything that you *don't* have to.
The girl looked at her sharply "Look I'm Rashel Jordan from Circle Daybreak, I'm not one of the assassins." She continued dryly "So you don't need the knife."
Valerine looked at the girl sharply herself, before letting herself relax slightly "Ok, I believe you. Where's Theo?"
"Back at the house with the others" Rashel said. "Where'd you learn how to use a knife?"
"My flatmate's an ex-hunter, she decided to teach me one day."
"Anyone I know?" The question was that of curiosity, not hostility.
"Maybe. She was good at what she did" Probably the best excepting for you maybe. She left the last few words unsaid, Lethna would be pissed if she found out that Valerine had been talking about her as she tried to have as little as possible to do with Circle Daybreak. "She was a Daybreaker…Once."
Rashel looked at Theo's cousin, a trace of respect in her eyes She's not how I thought she would be…And I wonder who this flatmate of hers is, Valerine's leaving a lot unsaid about her…But then again Valerine's completely different from Theo. For one thing - I doubt Theo would even *know* how to handle a knife…Her eyes caught sight of the bag "What's in there?"
"Supplies, Theo said she needed help with the wards, also a few things I borrowed from a…friend. And talking about wards shouldn't we be going?"
Rashel nodded "Theo's probably wondering where we've got to. So are the others." More like they're wondering if we're murdering each other…After all I kicked up such a fuss about her coming. She watched as Valerine grabbed the bag, before heading off to where she'd parked the car.
Neither girl noticed the young man, walking pass on the opposite side of the road, but had they done so they would have been surprised to see the look of complete shock that crossed his face as he caught sight of Valerine.