asked.
“Ahhh…Well, you
might have to up the dosage, but as long as the subject sleeps in the first
place, Sandman’s Dust never fails. Guaranteed deep sleep for several hours.”
She paid for the
vial and stuck it in her purse, quickly hurrying back to Alicia. The powder could be applied to the tongue
directly, or diluted in any liquid where it would be undetectable. She wasn’t sure what compelled her to choose
that particular item, but it seemed to be an easy option of escape.
Now, with the sun
up outside and William sound asleep, she slipped out of bed and tiptoed to the
closet for her bag. She found the small
vial in one of the outer pockets and tiptoed back to the sleeping vampire. With his mouth dropping slightly open and his
face fully relaxed, her goal was even easier to accomplish. She just had to do this carefully.
Mixed with water
in a glass from the bar, she trickled the medicine in his mouth and whispered the
activation word: “ Dormio .”
He sighed a puff
of white smoke, signaling the spell was in place.
Free to do what
she wished, she took a hot shower, ate the leftover cake, and dressed in
clothes she’d packed. She found the
jewelry box in his coat pocket and put the pearls away. Whatever she was now, she wasn’t a
thief. Wincing as she hoisted the bag on
her shoulder, she paused to look at him.
She wished she
still had her camera, but Tallis’s crew stole
anything of value when they cleaned her stuff out of the dorm.
The blond vampire
really was quite beautiful. The sheet
rest low on his hips, giving her a full view of his chiseled torso. She set the satchel on a chair and stepped
nearer, unable to resist touching him one last time. His handsome face looked younger in slumber,
a slight smile gracing his lips. She
caressed the wild curls on his head and leaned down to press a kiss to his
forehead.
Then she left a
note on the pillow next to him and exited the suite.
As the cab she
rode in stopped in front of the American Embassy, she hoped he wouldn’t be too
angry when he awoke and discovered her gone.
“May I help the
next person?”
She stepped up to
the counter. “Hi, I need to get a new
copy of my passport. Mine was stolen.”
“Identification,
please?”
She pushed a few
items under the glass separating them. “I had my old passport in my suitcase, from when I was a kid? And here’s
my driver’s license and Social Security card.”
The woman looked
at the pictures, then held them up next to the brunette’s face. “Fill out these forms, then go to that desk
over there.”
Catherine took her
personal items back and found a chair she could use. With any luck, she’d be on a plane back to
the States by the end of the day.
She got a flight
to New York
from Heathrow and sat down in an airport restaurant to have an early
dinner. The soreness from their
activities was catching up with her, and she had no doubt she’d sleep on the
plane. The flight would be in the air by
sunset.
She would have to
watch her back for a while, as Tallis was bound to
find out soon about her escape, but hopefully…eventually…he’d get bored, and
she could live in peace. The past month
felt like years had gone by. It seemed
another lifetime ago that she’d been a mousy college freshman going about her
classes and little life.
She wasn’t
innocent anymore, or at least, no longer naïve. Knowledge and experience aged you, even when it came quickly.
From NYC, she had
options. There was California and the university. She had cousins in Pennsylvania. A great-uncle in Oklahoma.
America was a very large haystack
to hide in.
She went straight
to the nearest hotel from the airport. Her body thought it was late still, so she was going to sleep. Figuring out where to go next could come in
the morning.
Epilogue
November 1987
One year after the
kidnapping…
Catherine walked
through the parking
“Ahhh…Well, you
might have to up the dosage, but as long as the subject sleeps in the first
place, Sandman’s Dust never fails. Guaranteed deep sleep for several hours.”
She paid for the
vial and stuck it in her purse, quickly hurrying back to Alicia. The powder could be applied to the tongue
directly, or diluted in any liquid where it would be undetectable. She wasn’t sure what compelled her to choose
that particular item, but it seemed to be an easy option of escape.
Now, with the sun
up outside and William sound asleep, she slipped out of bed and tiptoed to the
closet for her bag. She found the small
vial in one of the outer pockets and tiptoed back to the sleeping vampire. With his mouth dropping slightly open and his
face fully relaxed, her goal was even easier to accomplish. She just had to do this carefully.
Mixed with water
in a glass from the bar, she trickled the medicine in his mouth and whispered the
activation word: “ Dormio .”
He sighed a puff
of white smoke, signaling the spell was in place.
Free to do what
she wished, she took a hot shower, ate the leftover cake, and dressed in
clothes she’d packed. She found the
jewelry box in his coat pocket and put the pearls away. Whatever she was now, she wasn’t a
thief. Wincing as she hoisted the bag on
her shoulder, she paused to look at him.
She wished she
still had her camera, but Tallis’s crew stole
anything of value when they cleaned her stuff out of the dorm.
The blond vampire
really was quite beautiful. The sheet
rest low on his hips, giving her a full view of his chiseled torso. She set the satchel on a chair and stepped
nearer, unable to resist touching him one last time. His handsome face looked younger in slumber,
a slight smile gracing his lips. She
caressed the wild curls on his head and leaned down to press a kiss to his
forehead.
Then she left a
note on the pillow next to him and exited the suite.
As the cab she
rode in stopped in front of the American Embassy, she hoped he wouldn’t be too
angry when he awoke and discovered her gone.
“May I help the
next person?”
She stepped up to
the counter. “Hi, I need to get a new
copy of my passport. Mine was stolen.”
“Identification,
please?”
She pushed a few
items under the glass separating them. “I had my old passport in my suitcase, from when I was a kid? And here’s
my driver’s license and Social Security card.”
The woman looked
at the pictures, then held them up next to the brunette’s face. “Fill out these forms, then go to that desk
over there.”
Catherine took her
personal items back and found a chair she could use. With any luck, she’d be on a plane back to
the States by the end of the day.
She got a flight
to New York
from Heathrow and sat down in an airport restaurant to have an early
dinner. The soreness from their
activities was catching up with her, and she had no doubt she’d sleep on the
plane. The flight would be in the air by
sunset.
She would have to
watch her back for a while, as Tallis was bound to
find out soon about her escape, but hopefully…eventually…he’d get bored, and
she could live in peace. The past month
felt like years had gone by. It seemed
another lifetime ago that she’d been a mousy college freshman going about her
classes and little life.
She wasn’t
innocent anymore, or at least, no longer naïve. Knowledge and experience aged you, even when it came quickly.
From NYC, she had
options. There was California and the university. She had cousins in Pennsylvania. A great-uncle in Oklahoma.
America was a very large haystack
to hide in.
She went straight
to the nearest hotel from the airport. Her body thought it was late still, so she was going to sleep. Figuring out where to go next could come in
the morning.
Epilogue
November 1987
One year after the
kidnapping…
Catherine walked
through the parking
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