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Chapter 10
Joseph stands outside a car hoping the person would get out of the car. He needed leads to Danielle and if he had to kill, he would. She wouldn't like it, but they are trying to kill both of them. This informant from the Council better not try something, he is ready. Miss Clokink opens the car door knowing that this may be the last day of her life.
"Are you the informant?" Joseph asks the lady. "Yes, I know where she is, if you get in the car I will take you to her." Do I trust her? I have no choice.
'Ok, take me to her and no funny business." He says as he gets in the car. "She is being held by the Council in a hospital."
"Don't you work for the Council?" Joseph asks. He took a good look at her. She was about 5 foot 6 inches but had an aura that screamed black widow. Her hair was light blond and tied into a bun. She looked like a member of the Council from her head to her tread dress to her toes.
"I do but my full allegiance is to another organization," Miss Clokink replied and went on without taking a beat. "The hospital is in England near Cornwall. I have several spies from my other organization settling around the place preparing an assault, but the real problem is to get you to England." After saying that, Clokink put on smile that for some reason put a shiver up Joseph's spine.
That was how Joseph got here in a sorry excuse of a coffin reading some magazine she gave him that sounds like The Odyssey. At every turn of the plane or when turbulence happens, the light bulb swayed making the horrible reading material even harder to read.
The only thing keeping him going is that he would fry if he gets out and Danielle.
Thankfully, the ride only took a few hours and when he was in a bad mood. When vampires get into bad moods, people die. The only thing to make him madder was Clokink acting like he wasn't there and a headless chicken.
"What are you doing!" he screamed after 10 minutes of doing 400 rotations around the hotel room.
"I am trying to make sure everything is perfect. I do that when I am nervous," she mumbled while checking the draws AGAIN.
"Why are you nervous then?" Joseph replies holding her by the shoulders. If he saw her reorganize the closet again, he would stake himself.
He could tell she was freaking out just by the look in her eyes. He could tell by the stench of fear on her and he could tell by the shaking of her body. He understands though because he is freaking out too, and worried when he hears the news.
"Danielle escaped the hospital. She is no where to be found."