My eyes widen at Niko's familiarity with the green-haired drunk on the floor.
"Well, we'd better get him to a room." Kira says briskly.
Chea nods, and stands. "Hey Will, can you help us over here?"
Will considers it for a moment, but then says, "No. I'm just dead tired from last night." He winks at Niko.
Did he just alude to them having sex? I think so, by the way Niko's cheeks flush. Chea rolls her eyes at Will's back as he leaves the room.
So. That just happened.
"Amelia?" She asks, bringing me back to reality. "Would you please help?" Her hazel eyes are filled with warmth, while Kira's blue ones bore into my own, challenging me.
"Sure." I reply easily, trying to ignore the uncomfortable feeling that Kira was radiating off at me.
Together, the three of us managed to pick up the unconscious man.
"Oh God." I groaned. "He's heavy."
"Bodies usually are." Kira said, her eyes flitting to mine again.
"Guys, can we just carry him somewhere?" Chea asked, shifting her position uncomfortably.
"Andrew's bedroom old bedroom is that way." Niko points. "Second door on the right hallway. Number Three."
He walks down the hall, opening the door.
Somehow, the three of us manage to haul the drunk into Andrew's old room.
We dump him down in the bedroom, and Kira immediately turns and leaves with the comment, "It's creepy in here."
Chea turns to me, her eyes glinting with mischief.
"Well. A dead man's room." She says. "Want to look around?"
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Death of the Vanguard
Mystery / ThrillerMy name is Doctor Amelia Meloc. I was invited to a medical conference. We were called "The Vanguard". No one would know how ironic that title would become. Because most Vanguards didn't survive. Highest Rank: #734 In Mystery/Thriller 1-28-18
