SWEET DREAMS Ch. 10 ENEMIES AND ALLIANCE
A.N. Ok I'm not even going to waste my time apologizing again…..ok, yes I am. Sorry but we had to pretty much get a new computer and set it up and everything but enough excuses. I am going to post the next three chapters to make it up to you guys ,ok, and also I will throw in a little surprise which….well, it's a surprise so it will….you know….surprise you.
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DHAMPEAL: Of course snowman is making an appearance. I mean do you honestly think they would last without him? Hehehehe.
Sorry if I missed anyone.
The way her body was angled….unnatural. Her thighs completely twisted to were her torso still faced straight but the rest of her body almost faced backwards. Her arms above her head were frozen in a protective gesture.
"She didn't even have a chance…" I whispered moving closer with the help of Rodney's hand on my back gently urging me forward.
"Someone had moved her."
"What?" I asked.
"After….they were done someone had moved her. Almost like it was out of respect so don't go crazy Jeweliah. We might have a possible witness and a good guy on our side." Rodney sighed shoving his hands into his jacket pocket. "Or a psycho with morals."
"We found the spot where she originally was, blood all around it, not that hard to miss."
I just stood there not even bothering to look at Rodney as he spoke. In truth I didn't care, I was to pissed off at the moment.
"Show me."
We spent the next few hours going back over the crime scene. Nothing new was found and deciding how many people (or things) there were was out of the question at this point but there was one thing we had on the fucker(s). The perpetrator(s) had been quick with the job but not professional. I followed a set of bloody foot prints that had led off from the scene.
"Is this your good guy? He ran." There was a bit of malice in my voice.
"Jeweliah, I told you…"
"He also left a trinket behind." I took the end of my sleeve and pulled it over my hand. Carefully picking up the small cross jewel I studied it, the dusk till dawn light set between Mary's home and her neighbor's shined down on it making it glow.
"You think its hers?" Rodney asked coming to stand behind me.
"Maybe. It seems I might have noticed a necklace on her the day she came in for questioning but…I can't be sure." I turned to face Rodney careful not to let him see me put the cross in my pocket.
"Where's her dad?"
"He's at the station. Why?"
"Has anyone ran a check on him yet?"
"No"
"Get someone on that immediately. I want to know what he knows. I want to know if he's hiding anything from us. I doubt he's our guy but I need some facts here, Rod. I need to be sure" I looked towards the body one last time, slowly shaking my head.
"Jeweliah…."
"Come on, Rod you know how this works. Any bit of information can help. Get it for me ok."
"Fine. You just go home. I'll call you as soon as I can come up with something."
"Thanks."
On the way home, I wouldn't admit it to anybody, of course, but I cried. Not that truly awful, anguished crying but silent tears of frustration and hopelessness. The tears you cry when you've just given up on almost everything and your to beat to take the last resort that you know has a possibility of working…..you just don't care.
Coming up to my apartment door I angrily wiped my eyes. I really did hate crying. Priest answered the door at my somewhat loud raping.
"You look pissed. Call wasn't to your fancy?"
"Shut up and tell me if you recognize this cross. It belonged to…"
"Little Mary Stamford. Sooo innocent but what is she doing with a thing like this?"
"So you recognize it." I stared at Priest hard.
"As a vampire we have certain groups that we belong to. Hieroglyphs is what we use to separate these groups…kind of like covens if you're familiar with that term."
"I am."
"This is one of our hieroglyphs." He said handing the cross back to me.
I sighed, "I should have known it was something like that." Priest shrugged and sat down on the couch. I walked over to the kitchen pushing the bar doors open as I entered the tiny space. At the sound of the refrigerator door opening, Giles immediately appeared at my feet. Swishing his thick tail, he circled my feet. This was a never ending routine, I open the frig, get my food, then Giles' food, it was bad enough to were I grabbed his food without thinking now.
I poured his milk and put everything back in the frig. As I past the island I grabbed my cup of coffee and went to join Priest on the couch.
"I figured you didn't get coffee cravings so I didn't get you any…or are you able to drink other liquids?"
"Yes a vampire can drink other liquids but we hardly ever do." I nodded taking a sip of my coffee. Sitting the cup down gently on the living room table I turned to Priest.
"Why do you think she would have this cross? Who's mark is it?"
"Who's?" priest asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes, you do have someone who is in charge of the so called coven. Right?"
"I do believe you are smarter than I anticipated, Jeweliah. Yes, we do have leaders. Then name of the man who bares the cross symbol is Quinn Blake, a pretty vicious man and he hangs with a pretty rough group but he follows the rules, he wouldn't do something like what happened to your little Mary. He would consider it an obligation, a waste of his time even. I don't believe he's the man your looking for."
I sighed heavily.
"She had to have been working for her killer and I bet anything the killer helped create the reppers, she figured out how dangerous they were. Tried to stop them but they killed hr first."
"Well done." Priest said.
A.N. Yah! Finally updated, aren't you proud of me, hehehe. I am so sorry it has taken me so long to get you guys these last few chapters. I will get better at updating…I promise.
Hope you enjoy this chapie. And thank you so much for those of you who have been patiently waiting on me.
