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rolled her
eyes. “You’re not going to start that theory again are you?”
    Lilly threw a piece
of bread at her sister. “I think our boss is right. Curses were created to keep
tombs safe from looters or rivals. They didn’t think the world would scatter
their burial sites around the world in museums or private collections.”
    “The myth of curses
just plays on peoples’ fears.”
    “You don’t believe
in curses. Really? And this coming from someone who kills revens every night
and had a snake imbedded in her spine by an ancient conversion spell. That’s
not enough proof for you?”
    Kit shrugged. “I
didn’t think it would actually work.”
    “I didn’t believe
it at first. I still have nothing tangible to support why revens exist,” Kendra
said, and refilled her glass. “I’m still hoping to find a scientific reason. Some
new virus or genetic mutation. It may have been the reason for the mass graves
that were found in South America. Some long hibernating virus, just waiting for
a new host without herd immunity. A new pandemic.”
    “It’s probably some
government’s experiment gone awry, but regardless here we are stuck under
Mother’s thumb,” Kit complained. “She has Kendra chasing an empty tale of an
ancient talisman that will cure the entire world — pining her life away making
love to books instead of men. She’s still a virgin for hell’s sake.”
    “Hey, I made it to
third base with Jimmy what’s-his-name.”
    Kit laughed. “That
was in high school.”
    “Well, when is the
last time you had sex, Kit?”
    “Yesterday.” Kit blew
a kiss over her shoulder and sauntered to the bathroom.
    Kendra turned her
doe eyes Lilly’s direction. “What about you?”
    Lilly sighed. She’d
been purposely quiet during the whole discussion. “I don’t keep track, unlike
our slut of a sister.”
    “Hey, I heard that.”
Kit yelled out over the flush of the toilet. She zipped up her pants as she
exited. “Lil hasn’t gotten laid since before her last boyfriend turned into a
raging flesh eater.”
    “Shut up, Kit.” Lilly
snapped. Her sister had hit on a very sore subject, one she didn’t want to talk
about. With enough dead bodies on her conscious, she didn’t want to be reminded
about the ones she cared about.
    “Well, it’s true. You’re
gun shy. Come on, it’s not that you haven’t had the chance to spread your
legs.”
    Lilly grunted. “Really,
Kit! Do you have to be so crude? Our little sister is here.”
    Kendra laughed. “It’s
okay. I’ve already heard all her dirty jokes.”
    “Yeah, that’s what
I was afraid of,” Lilly huffed, pushing up off the floor. She absently rubbed
the chain in her pocket. Her fingertips tingled at the contact.
    “I can fix your
cold spell. I have just the guy in mind.” Kit sat on the edge of the desk. “That’s,
if you don’t mind that he already slept with a Carrigan sister?”
    “Gross, Kit, really.
Shut up!”
    “I’m just saying. Live
it up now, it may be your last.”
    Lilly took a big
gulp of her wine and stalked off.
    “Way to go, big
mouth,” she heard Kendra hiss.
    Lilly walked up to
the main level of the museum. There was no human security these days, only electronic.
She needed to work off her agitation before she went back to her sisters. Opening
the main panel, she switched off the internal motion sensors. All the other
grids remained green and active.
    Out of habit, she
looked out the barred windows. The streets were empty, as they should be with
the mandatory curfew. Hopefully there’d be no new victims come morning. She turned
her back to the window and swirled her wine in the glass before taking another
sip. The museum and the fortress were the only two places she felt safe enough
not to wear a weapon. It was liberating not have the weight on her body.
    In the center of
the room, she lay on the marble floor. Bars over the small skylights in the
roof prevented entry into the museum, but still allowed natural light.