Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust

Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust Chapter 8

Authors note:: if you see these ***around words it means that Phoenix and Dimitri are talking to each other in their heads.***

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Chapter 8

"okay, someone has got to take over from me and Baldric, we are missing all the fun in the city, I am bored out of my mind babysitting those traitorous scoundrel's, it's time someone took over from us and let us back in on all the action we've been missing." Alric's voice boomed throughout the mansion as Dimitri and I walked through the front door.

"I don't mind standing guard of the prisoners. King Dimitri asked me to do him a service and I am honoured to oblige him." Baldric spoke up.

"do you hear the Alric? Where is your sense of duty? You could learn a thing or two from your brother." Quinn's Irish accent drifted over to us as we entered the Kitchen where it seemed as though everybody was sitting with a metal flask in front of them

***Blood.*** Dimitri told me.

***right, gotcha.****

Everyone stopped talking and looked at Dimitri as we walked in.

"My Lord..." Alric started to say but Dimitri held up a hand to stop him from talking.

"it is quite all right Alric, I understand your frustration. I myself had been left in this house for the past fifty years while my guards got all the fun until recently. But that does remind me that I have something to say to you all. Where is Hunter? " Dimitri asked as he cocked his head as though listening for something.

I did the same and almost immediately heard Hunters reply which seemed to come from the cellars below us.

"I'm with the prisoners my lord."

"good, you can listen from down there then."

"won't the prisoners hear us as well?" I asked.

Dimitri looked at me with amusement in his eyes. "they are in a five foot deep cell lined with silver, they can not hear a word we are saying."

"oh, right of course." I mumbled, "so what do you have to tell us?" I asked a little more brightly.

With one last smile at me, Dimitri turned to everyone else in the kitchen.

"As you know Phoenix has only been out on patrol for three days now. What you don't know yet is just how many rogues she has killed while I have stood by and watched without interference."

"get your money out boys I have a feeling I am about to come into some cash."

As I watched, all the vamps around the table started to take wads of money out of their wallets. And set them in a pile in the middle of the table.

"whats going on guys?" I asked them.

"oh we just had a little bet on how many rogues you killed in three days. We each put in three hundred dollars and guessed the numbers of kills you got."

I looked at all of them, I guess I couldn't blame them, me, Jaz, Kev and Dec made bets all the time to pass the time.

I smirked as a I formed a plan. Reaching to the back pocket of my leather trousers I pulled out my wallet and took out four hundred dollars and threw it on top of the pile of money.