Vengeance by Kelly Carrero Page A

come with us but then realised she would have Grandma all to herself. “Of course not,” she said with a smile as she slid closer to my grandma.
    “And so the storytelling begins,” I said under my breath. “We won’t be long.”
    Aiden stood and we transported to Harry.

Chapter 11
    “Harry,” I said when we appeared in the room.
    He whipped his head around in surprise. “Twice in a matter of hours.”
    Aiden put his arm around my waist and pulled me closer in what seemed like an ancient male tradition to warn off others, letting them know the female was taken. I was sure he didn’t mean it like that, but I had to laugh.
    “What?” Aiden asked.
    I shook my head. “Nothing.”
    Harry turned around in his swivel chair. “So to what do I owe the pleasure of your company this time?”
    “Um, I think I’ve been drugged again.”
    Harry drew his eyebrows together. “What makes you think that?”
    I thought about telling him the truth, but I still didn’t know if I could trust him. “It’s just a feeling again.”
    “Did what I gave you last time have any effect?”
    “Yeah, it worked. But only for a bit. He must be slipping me something some way that I’m taking it without knowing because I hadn’t gone to sleep when it happened.”
    “Right.” He got up from his chair. “Well, we’ll have to figure out how he’s getting it in your system because I’m guessing you don’t want to have to keep coming back for another one of these.” He opened the door to the cupboard.
    I heard the clank of something hitting the steel tray, then he turned around. “I think maybe I should take some of your blood to see if it’s the same as the last time.” He nodded at Aiden. “And I also think I should test yours as well.”
    Crap. Two needles.
    “Yeah, sure,” Aiden said.
    “Do you think Aiden’s been drugged as well?” I asked.
    Harry shrugged. “Not sure. But I think it would be wise if we knew for sure.”
    “I guess.”
    “Who’s first?”
    I quickly pointed at Aiden. “He can go first.”
    Aiden smiled. “Thanks.” He held out his arm and watched as Harry tied the rubbery thing around it and dabbed an alcohol wipe on the inside of his elbow. As soon as I saw Harry reach for the needle, I turned my head away.
    A few seconds later, I heard the needle drop on the tray, and Harry said, “All done.”
    “Your turn now.” Aiden put his arm around my shoulders and sent some calming endorphins my way. He didn’t skimp on them, either. “Is that better?”
    “Much,” I said as I laid my head against his shoulder.
    Harry picked up my arm, did his prep work, then injected the needle. I barely felt a prick. “Thanks,” I whispered into Aiden’s ear.
    He leaned down and kissed the top of my head.
    “One down, one to go.” Harry stuck another needle in and injected the antidote. “All done,” he said a couple of seconds later as he swiped a cotton ball over my skin. “I should have the results this afternoon if you want to pop back then.”
    I watched as the holes closed up, leaving nothing but a smudge of blood as evidence. “Yep. Sure.” I figured Aiden wasn’t eager to see Harry again so soon, but he just had to get over it. We needed Harry, and there was no one else we knew that could fill his shoes. I just hoped that Harry was someone we wouldn’t regret trusting.
    Aiden and I transported back to the lounge, where we found Chelsea and Grandma looking cosy as they talked about some of the things we’d got up to as we grew up.
    I said, “Hope she hasn’t bored you too much, Grandma.”
    “Not at all,” Grandma said with the smile that never seemed to leave her face.
    I caught Aiden’s arm as he started walking toward the sofa. “Can we talk for a second?”
    He drew his eyebrows together. “Ah, yeah, sure.”
    I smiled at Chelsea, my mother, and Grandma. “We won’t be long.”
    I took Aiden’s hand and led him outside. The air was cool, but I no longer felt cold. I guessed Dave