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to the back, moving quickly, but
stopping at the door, so no one would hit her. Then, without speaking, she
pointed to the number next to the name on the yellow legal pad. Bey could use
it, or not, if he wanted.
    “Oh? It seems we have that
information already to hand. Very good then. Thank you, Miss Benson. Marissa,
if you’d be so kind as to tell us what we need to do? We’ll stand by, waiting
for you to call on us, or more hopefully, to tell us we need do nothing.”
    The phone hung up then, and Eve
waited, not knowing what would happen next.
    It was hugging, as it turned out.
The real kind. The tiny bald man actually picked her up and squealed happily
while he did it.
    “Eve! You are well again, and
whole, already? Young Zackary suggested that it might happen thusly, but to see
such is a miracle worthy of great tales. I have been seeking a way to save the
life of my maker and wife, but other than destroying the Greater Demon known as
The Bold, I have not found any. You, perhaps, have something that might bring
success in this area?” He seemed interested in that, but was still holding her
in the air, and spinning a little.
     “Maybe. We need to kill one of
them, but they don’t have to stay dead. Once the link is broken it will
stay that way. We have a meeting with Fram in three weeks, to really look into
getting that done. No tricks or anything. We should get with Zack on it, and
Darla. Keeley, too, since if nothing else, we can ambush Fram with her, and
make him kill himself. She’s done that to him before, so it could work. Really
though, as long as we don’t get in his way too much, I doubt he’s going to be
that big of a pain about it all. On the bad side, he’s working on a plan to
start a war, between the Humans and Vampires. He’s not the only one of his kind
in on it either, so that isn’t good. I think we need to stay out of that
though. I do, anyway.”
    Lenore nodded, and Bey just
looked at her, his face filled with character, and hope. Possibly that Maggie
would survive the whole thing.
    He made that part pretty clear,
too.
    “You do not seek to remove them
both from this world, for what was done to you? It was a great harm, and none
could place blame for your rage, but you hold your hand? Truly?”
    “Yeah, I know, it probably means
I’m an incredible pussy, but the real facts here say that I don’t survive
trying to do that. As long as I just focus on the one little thing though,
breaking that link, maybe it can happen? Before you ask again, yeah, I really do want them both dead, on a certain level. I’m willing to admit that I’m being
petty about it though. Fram, he used her against me like that on purpose, I
bet, knowing it would hit all the right buttons to set me off. It burns inside that he did that to me. I can’t let that feeling win, or it will cause
me to make the wrong moves. So we do this instead, and call in whatever help we
can to make sure it isn’t some kind of trap.” She smiled, and put her arms
around Bey’s back. He was very firm, and incredibly strong, she noticed. He was
still holding her up, and smiling.
    “That is a wise way to be. Yes,
it may be hard, but at times we must all make compromises in order to reach the
best outcome. Now, we should practice your Russian. I don’t doubt that Marissa
will do her very best, but being prepared never harms anything, in my
experience.”
    Then, without waiting, she got to
clean, and then go help Nikki, while Bey followed her around, drilling her
non-stop in a different language. She was starting to learn enough that about
half of it even made sense when she heard it now. If she really focused she
could work it out, most of the time. That wasn’t going to hold when people were
speaking it for real though, since Bey was going slow for her still, like she
was a little kid, and pointing at things to help her remember what the words
meant.
    She answered though, her words
clumsy and syntax horrible, she didn’t doubt.
    They