Part 25
Sephra frowned as she sat in her car, opposite the house where she knew
Caprice lived. So far that night Ash Redfern had made no appearance, neither
had Lucifer Draigh for that matter. Good, or bad, she didn't know.
She didn't trust Ash Redfern. She'd heard of him before he'd come here, some
girl she had known back where she'd lived before claimed to have been
screwing around with him, this cute Redfern named Ash from the original
enclave founded by Hunter Redfern. But that wasn't why she didn't trust him.
She'd heard one of the Daybreakers, Ross, talking about him to Rylan. She
didn't trust Rylan much, either. He'd slipped into the background after
she'd made her main appearance. And then she'd seen him doing a lousy job of
spying on her, Leandra and Ash.
She hadn't mentioned it to Leandra, Leandra was still crazy about him. She
had followed him to a Night World club, where he'd met with Ross. It had
been kind of hard to hear the conversation, but she had picked up on the
gist of it - neither of them believed Caprice was really the dragon.
She had horns, for Christ's sake, what more proof did they need? Well, maybe
some sort of display of Power from the black fire dragons were supposed to
be able to use, but how to get her to use it without killing them all - that
was the tricky part.
She'd been sat outside Caprice's house ever since overhearing Rylan and
Ross...and that Ash was supposed to be a secret Daybreaker. She knew she
didn't like him. Rylan had come into Caprice's house, and had been there for
about two hours now.
She yawned, wishing she had brought some coffee. Or at least had a decent
meal before. She'd fed briefly, enough to kill the hunger, but it was never
*enough*.
So far, no one had seen her. The handy thing about having a black car for
spying jobs at night, she thought with a smile. She sank down in her seat
trying to force her eyes to stay open.
Her cell phone rang. She was considering on ignoring it, but knew that never
worked. It could be Leandra with some wonderful revolutionary news. Though
she doubted it.
"What?" she asked, frowning at the number flashing on the small screen. She
didn't recognise it.
"This is Lucifer Draigh. You and I need to talk."
Sephra frowned, sitting up, her sleepiness gone. "The guy who almost killed
me this morning...why would I want to talk to you?" If she went to meet this
guy, which was obviously why he was calling her...would she come out of it
alive?
"There seems to be something...not right here. I knew someone fitting your
exact description and name several hundred thousand years ago before I was
put to sleep, you showed up again when I was woken about a hundred years or
so ago, and I thought I killed you. But there you were this morning."
Sephra was silent. She ad absolutely no idea what he was talking about. As
far as she knew, she was an ordinary lamia Redfern, with ordinary lamia
parents. Caprice was going to get the adoption side of the story. Leandra
was checking on that. "All right. I haven't got a clue about anything you
just said...and as far as I know, *I'm* not a dragon. Where do you want me to
meet you?"
Maybe doing this on his territory would be a stupid idea, maybe not. He
might be more comfortable about explaining than being faced with her side of
things.
"My place." He gave her an address.
"I'll be there in ten minutes." The address was a motel room on the other
side of town. It didn't take her long to find it. She had been calm and cool
when she had learned about the new prophecy, and when she had learned
Caprice was the dragon.
So now, as she knocked on Lucifer Draigh's motel room door, why was her
heart pounding painfully?
* * *
Sephra frowned as she sat in her car, opposite the house where she knew
Caprice lived. So far that night Ash Redfern had made no appearance, neither
had Lucifer Draigh for that matter. Good, or bad, she didn't know.
She didn't trust Ash Redfern. She'd heard of him before he'd come here, some
girl she had known back where she'd lived before claimed to have been
screwing around with him, this cute Redfern named Ash from the original
enclave founded by Hunter Redfern. But that wasn't why she didn't trust him.
She'd heard one of the Daybreakers, Ross, talking about him to Rylan. She
didn't trust Rylan much, either. He'd slipped into the background after
she'd made her main appearance. And then she'd seen him doing a lousy job of
spying on her, Leandra and Ash.
She hadn't mentioned it to Leandra, Leandra was still crazy about him. She
had followed him to a Night World club, where he'd met with Ross. It had
been kind of hard to hear the conversation, but she had picked up on the
gist of it - neither of them believed Caprice was really the dragon.
She had horns, for Christ's sake, what more proof did they need? Well, maybe
some sort of display of Power from the black fire dragons were supposed to
be able to use, but how to get her to use it without killing them all - that
was the tricky part.
She'd been sat outside Caprice's house ever since overhearing Rylan and
Ross...and that Ash was supposed to be a secret Daybreaker. She knew she
didn't like him. Rylan had come into Caprice's house, and had been there for
about two hours now.
She yawned, wishing she had brought some coffee. Or at least had a decent
meal before. She'd fed briefly, enough to kill the hunger, but it was never
*enough*.
So far, no one had seen her. The handy thing about having a black car for
spying jobs at night, she thought with a smile. She sank down in her seat
trying to force her eyes to stay open.
Her cell phone rang. She was considering on ignoring it, but knew that never
worked. It could be Leandra with some wonderful revolutionary news. Though
she doubted it.
"What?" she asked, frowning at the number flashing on the small screen. She
didn't recognise it.
"This is Lucifer Draigh. You and I need to talk."
Sephra frowned, sitting up, her sleepiness gone. "The guy who almost killed
me this morning...why would I want to talk to you?" If she went to meet this
guy, which was obviously why he was calling her...would she come out of it
alive?
"There seems to be something...not right here. I knew someone fitting your
exact description and name several hundred thousand years ago before I was
put to sleep, you showed up again when I was woken about a hundred years or
so ago, and I thought I killed you. But there you were this morning."
Sephra was silent. She ad absolutely no idea what he was talking about. As
far as she knew, she was an ordinary lamia Redfern, with ordinary lamia
parents. Caprice was going to get the adoption side of the story. Leandra
was checking on that. "All right. I haven't got a clue about anything you
just said...and as far as I know, *I'm* not a dragon. Where do you want me to
meet you?"
Maybe doing this on his territory would be a stupid idea, maybe not. He
might be more comfortable about explaining than being faced with her side of
things.
"My place." He gave her an address.
"I'll be there in ten minutes." The address was a motel room on the other
side of town. It didn't take her long to find it. She had been calm and cool
when she had learned about the new prophecy, and when she had learned
Caprice was the dragon.
So now, as she knocked on Lucifer Draigh's motel room door, why was her
heart pounding painfully?
* * *
