Chapter 4
Sark lay stiffly on his back. Sloane had pulled out a needle and drew blood from Sark. Sloane then proceeded to hand Nadia the needle. Nadia turned her back on the two men and walked about 25 feet away from them towards a mini-lab part of the ware house.
The little lab had several high powered microscopes, a freezer, and high-tec scientific gadgets that Sark couldn't identify. Nadia pour a droplet of Sark's blood onto a slide and put the rest of Sark's blood in the freezer. Nadia then continued to study the droplet of blood.
"Interesting," she murmured nearly above a whisper.
(Present day)
"Non capisco (I don't understand)!" Nyah protested in Italian to the 25-year old woman watching her while her father was away on an important business trip. He usually carted her everywhere, but this was one of the few occasions Julian refused to bring her along.
Nyah didn't mind, she loved her father's estate almost as much as she loved her father. While Julian was gone she also secretly love to drive her "babysitters" insane just for the heck of it.
"Nyah, I know you can speak English very well. Your father told me so himself," the babysitter replied annoyed.
"Scusa (I beg your pardon)?" was Nyah's reply.
Rimini felt like crying out. She was only fluent in English and French. She knew some words in Italian, but if the girl continued to be uncooperative, the two of them where not going to get anywhere. Rimini had been born in Monaco, and grew up in Nice, France. She never had a need to learn Italian, but right now she wished she had.
"How do I say 'eat' again?" Rimini thought as she racked her brain for an answer.
Then Rimini pointed to a bowl and said, "Il minestrone. Soup," and then she added, "Just because I was named after an Italian city doesn't mean I understand you."
Nyah looked up from the soup to find Rimini glaring at her. At this point Nyah was finish playing games with Rimini.
"Grazie (thank you)." Nyah replied before she headed up to her room for her studies.
Rimini collapsed into her chair, exhausted. Nyah was a good kid, but she was a lot to handle.
"More coffee signorina (Miss)?"the cook asked.
"Si signore (yes sir)."Rimini replied.
(8 years ago)
It had been four months since Nadia had knocked Sark out, he was now in a jail cell in the ware house that he had never been aware of. For some reason Nadia and Sloane were intent on finding something in his blood. They worked long days and nights for weeks until three months ago when they stopped.
Sloane walked to Sark's jail cell with Nadia at his side. There was a certain glow about her that made Sark uneasy.
"Congratulate me Julian. In six months I'll be a grandfather," Sloane began, "Would you like to know who the father is?"
Nadia didn't wait for Sark's clever retort, "You are."
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