I’d rested as much as I could, had the joy of navigating the bathroom while attached to an IV, called my mom to check in and raided the fridge three times. Recuperation was boring and I needed a distraction. “Hello, umm, what’s your name again?” Jacques asked as he heaved a very large suitcase onto my bed. “Myra,” I said, my body bouncing up as the weight of the suitcase shook the entire bed. “Oh right. So how was getting shot?” He dropped a garment bag on top of the suitcase and unzipped it in one smooth movement. “Scary.” “But very rewarding,” he said over his shoulder as he headed for the closet, a stack of swirling fabric in his hands. “You are making bank off this, honey.” Hangers clanged as he hung the clothes. “Really?” I was a little fuzzy on payment details. We’d long surpassed the original fee I’d been quoted, both on time and events. The only thing that gave me pause was we hadn’t had sex and Kristos hadn’t done more than sample my blood.
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