"My motives are my own,” he said
casually, as if in passing. “I have set myself up to profit if
Brimstone
continues or not."
"This is all fine,” I said with a tinge of anger in my voice, “but you haven't given me anything concrete. I have vague references to a rebellion; that someone is trying to subvert Brimstone from inside, and that I play a part in this,” I paused dramatically, “somehow. I'm sorry if I sound angry and ungrateful, but where do I go from here? What's the next step?" Chithula stood and started back toward the door he had entered from. I didn't know if I had angered or insulted him. Opening it, he turned and paused. “Matthew Sumner." I couldn't hide my shock. “Matthew Sumner, the Brimstone Overseer?That Matthew Sumner?" Chithula nodded.
I felt a shiver run down my spine.
As the Ifrit stepped through the door I finally felt the heat in the room begin to abate. “You and your companions are free to go,” he said, closing the door. Apparently I had passed his test. I sat in the center of the rug reeling. This was far bigger than even I imagined. If he was right, if this name was the key, there was more going on here than the death of a few legal Vampires.
Chapter "I don't trust him!"
I stared at Toby, my brow furrowed angrily. During the ride back to Vegas, I had revealed everything Chithula told me. For a long time we all sat in silence, considering the implications of this information. And yet, it seemed to corroborate the facts we already had. Insisting he was hungry, I had pulled into the first twenty-four-hour pancake house I spotted from the interstate to try and quell the wolf's appetite. Still standing in the well-lit parking lot, we were starting to draw attention from the skeleton staff inside the restaurant. I could see them poking through the Venetian blinds to watch us. This wasn't a good place to be. "Look, kids,” Karl said, sliding out of the back seat. A heavy bag of items he had stolen from the Ifrit's compound were over his shoulder. “You have fun, but I'm leaving." I turned and glared at the Goblin. “Where do you think you're going?" Karl was already walking away. Turning, he continued to backpedal. “Home. I don't care what happens to you two. There is no way I'm going to help take down an Overseer." "He's right.” Toby lowered his voice and stepped closer to me. “We may still have a chance to live if we walk away right now. I am not bringing allegations against a Brimstone Overseer. That's suicide!"
continues or not."
"This is all fine,” I said with a tinge of anger in my voice, “but you haven't given me anything concrete. I have vague references to a rebellion; that someone is trying to subvert Brimstone from inside, and that I play a part in this,” I paused dramatically, “somehow. I'm sorry if I sound angry and ungrateful, but where do I go from here? What's the next step?" Chithula stood and started back toward the door he had entered from. I didn't know if I had angered or insulted him. Opening it, he turned and paused. “Matthew Sumner." I couldn't hide my shock. “Matthew Sumner, the Brimstone Overseer?That Matthew Sumner?" Chithula nodded.
I felt a shiver run down my spine.
As the Ifrit stepped through the door I finally felt the heat in the room begin to abate. “You and your companions are free to go,” he said, closing the door. Apparently I had passed his test. I sat in the center of the rug reeling. This was far bigger than even I imagined. If he was right, if this name was the key, there was more going on here than the death of a few legal Vampires.
Chapter "I don't trust him!"
I stared at Toby, my brow furrowed angrily. During the ride back to Vegas, I had revealed everything Chithula told me. For a long time we all sat in silence, considering the implications of this information. And yet, it seemed to corroborate the facts we already had. Insisting he was hungry, I had pulled into the first twenty-four-hour pancake house I spotted from the interstate to try and quell the wolf's appetite. Still standing in the well-lit parking lot, we were starting to draw attention from the skeleton staff inside the restaurant. I could see them poking through the Venetian blinds to watch us. This wasn't a good place to be. "Look, kids,” Karl said, sliding out of the back seat. A heavy bag of items he had stolen from the Ifrit's compound were over his shoulder. “You have fun, but I'm leaving." I turned and glared at the Goblin. “Where do you think you're going?" Karl was already walking away. Turning, he continued to backpedal. “Home. I don't care what happens to you two. There is no way I'm going to help take down an Overseer." "He's right.” Toby lowered his voice and stepped closer to me. “We may still have a chance to live if we walk away right now. I am not bringing allegations against a Brimstone Overseer. That's suicide!"