In this short story, told from each character's perspective, Vayl and Jaz spend a romantic evening together. This story takes place after the events of Bitten to Death.
Release date:
June 15, 2011
Publisher:
Orbit
Print pages:
32
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Cassandra, this is an emergency!” My phone beeped. Crap! Why do they put so many buttons on the side when they know sometimes you need to squeeze it like a stress ball? I probably just texted Dave’s flight arrangements to the head of the FBI.
“Jaz? Do you know what time it is?”
“You’re a freaking psychic! I figured you’d be waiting up for my call!”
“Which is about what?”
I blew my breath out of my nose and ran my eyes around the hotel room one more time, like the antique desk or the handwoven rug might jump up and accuse me of the very crime I was trying to avoid. “Clothes, Cassandra! Jeez, can’t you tell when I’m desperate?”
“Ummm.”
“Are you falling asleep on me?”
“It’s four in the morning!”
“Well, I’m sorry! It’s only eight p.m. here, and Vayl wants to treat me to dinner to celebrate our success, and we’re in this don’t-touch-our-stuff hotel so you know the dining room is going to be full of tuxedos and gowns, and all I have to wear are some blood-spattered pants or a dress that only a dog could love. I’m being literal about that, by the way. If I don’t get something decent to wear, I’m pretty sure the luxury police are going to throw me in a deep, dark dungeon where they only feed you pizza and beer. Which would be fine by me. Except I’m flying out of Patras tomorrow, and if I miss my plane, Pete will have a stroke.”
“Is this what happens when you have a breakdo. . .
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