Chapter 23
It was time and all was in place. Coraline was finally ready to startle the ex! At least, she thought he was the ex although maybe he thought of himself as a widower? After all, they never did get an official divorce. No, he thought she was dead!
She laughed like a little girl. Vampires don't seem to need those little legalities but, really, should she have a copy of the marriage license from 1952 somewhere he could find it? No. Too obvious.
She wanted him to twist in the wind for a while. Whip himself into a frenzy and he'll probably even get Josef involved. Yes, they'll try to trip her up, won't they? She must practice that deadpan again. Really, being human meant a shocking lack of control over the emotions!
Now she was so glad she had paid the extra money to keep Hank's old house way out in the sticks. it was the perfect place for them to burgle. She even thought about having the cops come, but instead opted for the K.I.S.S. method. Keep it simple, stupid! Mick needs to find those expensive cameras and surprise her with his sleuthing.
She had carefully worked to insert clues by way of databases Ryder had showed her were the most used by secretive vampires. The fingerprints were so easy. Gleefully, she had manipulated Hank's obituary so that his face was instantly recognizable as the one from the fire. Actually, they had staged all of that and it was cardboard cutouts! All except for the dark haired girl's remains. Those, unfortunately, were very much real. A pity but sacrifices had to be made. And she still needed Hank. Cynthia was positive he knew just what to do. He'd better or else the jig was up and she so wanted to see Mick's look of surprise when he can't find the mark on her shoulder. Although she had that professional makeup, she wasn't taking any chances. That's why the little cemetary outing was in the middle of the night. It might take him a while but he'll be asking for her forgiveness for mistaking her for his ex-wife!
Tonight. She thought of the song from West Side Story. Yes, that's it. "Tonight: it's gonna happen tonight." She would be real cool, man.
And none too soon as it appeared that Romeo and Juliet had spent the night together!
Really, it was time to rumble!
