Stalked By The Game

Chapter 13 - Kill Night

::ARI::

    'What did hunter boy want?' he asked me.

    Rude much? He'd just entered without knocking, right as I was having another arguement with Antonio. This was getting too much. Almost nothing for going on four weeks and then he just rocks up, entering like he owns the damn place. I threw the phone down on the bed and scowled.

    'Wants me to leave town with his family tomorrow. Thinks I'm too obsessed.'

    He was probably right but I didn't care. I'm take a break when I was bloody dead and until that day, I intended to keep on doing exactly what I was up to. Minus the deal with the so called devil who was wearing very thing on my patience. I didn't have time for anything else on it and for once, my life really did depend on it.

    'You might be safe if you did that,' he replied. 'Well, at least from them for awhile.'

    No, I wouldn't. People like that seemed to have unending reach and it didn't matter where I ran to, eventually they'd catch up with me. I wasn't the type of gal to run and hide either, especially if it would endanger someone else and leaving town with the Benitez family would do just that. No way could Into put them in that kind of situation. Sure, Carlos, his wife, Antonio and even Karmen were old enough to make the choice themselves but Marlena and the kids were still babies. They needed to be protected. It was not an option and McConnell knew that.

    'Did you come here to discuss my personal life and holiday arrangements or do you have something of interest to tell me?' I snapped. 'By the way, I found Benny finally. Doesn't know much except he referred to something that Vincent's calling 'kill night'. Do you know what that is?'

    From the look on his face, I could tell he was surprised that Benny knew about whatever it was. Honestly, I didn't think Benny would know anything at all. He couldn't be trusted and if I knew that, the vampires sure did. I began to wonder if maybe they told him on purpose but it was something I pushed to the back of my mind. I didn't have time to second guess things or have self doubt.

    'Not really,' he admitted and I rolled my eyes. Just great. 'There's something going down tomorrow night. Vincent told me it was my test, to see if I was loyal to them so whatever it is, it's not going to be pretty.'

    'I gathered that. The word kill isn't usually associated with anything good - unless we're talking vampires.'

    I couldn't help adding in that little dig and it was clear from his expression that he didn't appreciate it. Like I gave a shit. His personal feelings weren't exactly my priority at the moment. I had agreed to work with him but that didn't mean we were friends or even collegues. The sooner this was over, the better and I could get back to normal.

    'I have a time and a place but that's it. I doubt that's where everything's happening anyway. Vincent may be an asshole, but he's not stupid enough to give me direct instructions before the night.'

    He prattled off an address. An edge of discomfort ran through me as I realised the rough area they were going to be in. No one was that stupid, I thought and brushed off the chill that had settled over me. I couldn't voice what I was thinking without giving away hunter secrets to McConnell and he was still the enemy. He'd been as good as his word but that didn't mean I trusted him with such sensitive information.

    'That all?' I asked, wanting the conversation over. 'I've got things to do you know.'

    To emphasis my point, I double checked the gun I'd been loading before Antonio had interrupted me. The untrained eye would have missed the flinch that crossed his face, him understanding what I intended to do with the rest of my evening. So, the big, bad vamp wasn't so immune to actual emotions that didn't involve violence or anger. Who would have guessed it.