Topaz said softly, a little while after Jack had finally returned to his room, where she’d been pacing, waiting, nervous and eager and unsure, for most of the night. “Is it some kind of a trap?” She studied Jack’s face, his eyes, as she awaited his answer.Several drones had been left here to guard her. He’d sent them packing as soon as he’d come through the door, though she wasn’t convinced they’d really gone. A few of them were probably still lurking in the shadows, keeping a safe distance, outside in the darkness beneath the windows, in the hallways of this place. Probably also posted at every possible exit.No, not every exit, she thought. There wouldn’t be enough of them. She was a vampire, after all. Any window, door or chimney could serve as an exit for her.Not that she planned to leave tonight. She intended to stick around long enough to learn something valuable about this gang, something she could take back to Reaper, so that he could use it to his advantage. And maybe she could learn a little something about Jack, as well.He’d prevented her from being killed, had put a halt to her torture.
