her when we started to see each other
every month during my overnight visits to Masen that she was going
to have to understand that there was no way that I could bring her
here to the house where Rose's mother had been killed, especially
since she looked so much like her.
It was over a year ago that I had met Meredith,
and even then, it had been a shock to me that she looked so much
like my wife. If I was being honest with myself, the fact that she
did resemble Loraine so much had probably contributed to why I had
gravitated to her to begin with. But once we began to spend some
quality time together, I realized that she was a wonderful person
and the fact that she furthered my career had nothing to do with
it.
I didn't know how I was going to tell Rose that
Meredith and I had been seeing each other, so for now, I thought
lunch and some casual conversation would be the perfect place to
start.
* * * * *
(Rose)
After Dad and I made breakfast, we went online
to search for what he thought would be a dependable brand of car
for me. We figured we would narrow down our choices today, and when
the car lots opened tomorrow, we wouldn't have to waste much time
running around from place to place.
"I really like the Ford Focus," Dad said for the
hundredth time.
"I don't mind that one I guess. Though the new
Mercedes look hot," I giggled. I had never been a car person, so
the fact that I even knew the name of a certain kind was pretty
much a joke. I also had never really been into name brands, so as
far as I was concerned, it really didn't matter to me what I got as
long as I got one that I could call my own.
It was about 11 a.m. when we shut the computer
off and started to get ready. I wasn't exactly sure why Dad wanted
me to go. I mean, I was all up for some shopping, but I really
wasn't looking forward to seeing Meredith again. The fact that she
looked so much like Mom totally creeped me out.
At 12:30 p.m., Dad's voice echoed up the stairs.
"Rose? You ready to go?"
"Yep. Be right down." As I rounded the bottom of
the stairs and caught a glimpse at what Dad was wearing, I had to
hold back a snicker. I had expected him to be dressed in his usual
business suit or his Sunday best. But instead, he was dressed in a
nice pair of stylish jeans, a white button up shirt that he had
left untucked, and his leather jacket that I hadn't seen in ages.
He had also left a slight five o'clock shadow on his face. I guess
he was trying to go for that scruffy, sexy older man look. But, oh
my God, this was my dad. What the hell was he thinking? And all of
a sudden, it dawned on me. Meredith was more than just a client.
And now it looked like I truly would have to kill her.
* * * * *
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
History Lesson
(Evie)
After hearing Balam's idea about what had
happened to Terrance, I had sat there in complete shock. I had no
idea what to say or what to think. I had never believed in demons
or whatever he had called them–zôts. So after allowing me a few
moments to calm myself, he continued, trying to explain.
The history lesson that I received went back
thousands of years, to the time when the Mayan people were facing
the threat of extinction. He explained that Yum Camil, the demon
ruler in Xibalba, had sent forth his favored son, Camazotz, the
demon bat-god, or blood-feeder, into the human realm. He had told
him that he needed to bite and infect as many humans as possible
before the end, so that their bloodline would continue on. Because
even as demons, they weren't going to escape the end that was
quickly approaching their civilization.
Camazotz went into the world at his father's
request. He bit and infected as many people as he could,
transforming humans into zôts. Demons that fed on blood. And this
was the beginning of the vampire race.
I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that
Balam was one of the direct descendants of the first vampires ever
created.
Though Yum Camil and Camazotz were classified as
demons, they
every month during my overnight visits to Masen that she was going
to have to understand that there was no way that I could bring her
here to the house where Rose's mother had been killed, especially
since she looked so much like her.
It was over a year ago that I had met Meredith,
and even then, it had been a shock to me that she looked so much
like my wife. If I was being honest with myself, the fact that she
did resemble Loraine so much had probably contributed to why I had
gravitated to her to begin with. But once we began to spend some
quality time together, I realized that she was a wonderful person
and the fact that she furthered my career had nothing to do with
it.
I didn't know how I was going to tell Rose that
Meredith and I had been seeing each other, so for now, I thought
lunch and some casual conversation would be the perfect place to
start.
* * * * *
(Rose)
After Dad and I made breakfast, we went online
to search for what he thought would be a dependable brand of car
for me. We figured we would narrow down our choices today, and when
the car lots opened tomorrow, we wouldn't have to waste much time
running around from place to place.
"I really like the Ford Focus," Dad said for the
hundredth time.
"I don't mind that one I guess. Though the new
Mercedes look hot," I giggled. I had never been a car person, so
the fact that I even knew the name of a certain kind was pretty
much a joke. I also had never really been into name brands, so as
far as I was concerned, it really didn't matter to me what I got as
long as I got one that I could call my own.
It was about 11 a.m. when we shut the computer
off and started to get ready. I wasn't exactly sure why Dad wanted
me to go. I mean, I was all up for some shopping, but I really
wasn't looking forward to seeing Meredith again. The fact that she
looked so much like Mom totally creeped me out.
At 12:30 p.m., Dad's voice echoed up the stairs.
"Rose? You ready to go?"
"Yep. Be right down." As I rounded the bottom of
the stairs and caught a glimpse at what Dad was wearing, I had to
hold back a snicker. I had expected him to be dressed in his usual
business suit or his Sunday best. But instead, he was dressed in a
nice pair of stylish jeans, a white button up shirt that he had
left untucked, and his leather jacket that I hadn't seen in ages.
He had also left a slight five o'clock shadow on his face. I guess
he was trying to go for that scruffy, sexy older man look. But, oh
my God, this was my dad. What the hell was he thinking? And all of
a sudden, it dawned on me. Meredith was more than just a client.
And now it looked like I truly would have to kill her.
* * * * *
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
History Lesson
(Evie)
After hearing Balam's idea about what had
happened to Terrance, I had sat there in complete shock. I had no
idea what to say or what to think. I had never believed in demons
or whatever he had called them–zôts. So after allowing me a few
moments to calm myself, he continued, trying to explain.
The history lesson that I received went back
thousands of years, to the time when the Mayan people were facing
the threat of extinction. He explained that Yum Camil, the demon
ruler in Xibalba, had sent forth his favored son, Camazotz, the
demon bat-god, or blood-feeder, into the human realm. He had told
him that he needed to bite and infect as many humans as possible
before the end, so that their bloodline would continue on. Because
even as demons, they weren't going to escape the end that was
quickly approaching their civilization.
Camazotz went into the world at his father's
request. He bit and infected as many people as he could,
transforming humans into zôts. Demons that fed on blood. And this
was the beginning of the vampire race.
I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that
Balam was one of the direct descendants of the first vampires ever
created.
Though Yum Camil and Camazotz were classified as
demons, they
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