Chapter 3
Chloe hadn't been listening to the conversation going on around her which she was sure to hear crap from Derek about later. But at that moment she was busy studying the woman sitting across the table from her. She wasn't trying to be rude or anything, but the woman had been staring at her first so she thought it was only fair.
The woman had honey-blonde hair but her skin had the same pale color as Chloe and her aunt. She was about the same height as Aunt Lauren and her eyes were the same blue. They even held the same fierceness in them that her aunt's did when she was mad. Her slender fingers tapped out an erratic pattern on the table top while her head tilted to the side every now and then.
The man they had come to see - Nathan - cut through her thoughts before she could count any other similarities between the two women. "So, Kit, now that we've gotten all caught up, why don't you introduce me to your," He trailed off as he considered what he would classify the rest of them as. "Friends?"
Kit smiled. "Well, these are my sons, Simon and Derek." The shocked face Nathan and the rest of his team made, made Kit laugh. "I adopted Derek." He sobered up quickly. "But we'll get to that later. Anyway, this is Tori. Diane Enright's girl. And that little lady over there," Chloe winced when Kit pointed at her. "Is Chloe Saunders, Lauren's niece."
Before Nathan could say anything the blonde woman from his team cut in. "She's a necromancer, right?"
Varying looks of shock were sent her way, except for the older woman and the dark skinned man from Nathan's team who just looked confused. Nathan managed to choke out, "What?"
"She's a necromancer." The blonde looked at Chloe. "You are, aren't you?" Chloe nodded slowly and the woman smiled and stuck out a hand. "Welcome to the Crazy Club." She sent a glare down the table to the man with the log hair before looking back at Chloe. "I didn't name it that, by the way. Eliot did."
Chloe reached out a hand and shook with the woman who looked away when Nathan called out her name.
"Parker," He said, his voice strained. "How do you know about necromancers?"
Parker kept her face blank. "Because I am one. Sometimes we can spot others." She gave Chloe a look like she was instilling important information. "If there's any way you can hone that skill, do it. It helps to weed out the real crazies from the fake ones."
"What do you mean 'fake ones'?" Eliot asked, his voice tense.
Parker's face remained blank. "I'm not really crazy. Jeeze Eliot."
Eliot blinked, his mouth pulled into a tight frown. His eyes narrowed on the blonde making the space between his eyebrows scrunch up. Chloe kind of thought it was funny when his nostril began to flare. "Damn it Parker!"
AN: Well? What do you all think? I'm mostly concerned if I'm keeping everyone in character so far and if the details are too little/too much/okay. Please let me know. I know this chapter's a little short but the next one is a big one. I've already got it written but I don't want to post a chapter unless the next on is done first. So again, let me know what you think!
Thank you, Brit