“What cha got for me?” the man said. He didn't want to be seen I could tell. Most didn't care.
“We're kinda low since the raid last month. Our numbers are barely enough to support the staff. I can't spare a single kid.” My teeth clenched, I squeezed my eyes shut. No, no,no. I can't live in this place anymore. Just let me go with him and die.
“I'll pay the maximum price. I don't care if she's scrawny one or not.”
“Damon, I can't give you one. If you want a kid go to another orphanage, this one has none to spare.”
A growl erupted from the Damon guy. “We can do this the easy way of the hard way Ineas. I can't go to the other orphanages. They're vervained up.”
Shh, “Capture one and wait it out. Vervain leaves the human system in three days maximum.” I took a step forward eager to take a look at Damon. When I did my eyebrows jumped up, and my stomach did a somersault. I crouched there, peeking over the banister unhidden. The master Ineas's back was to me, Damon faced me. Slowly ever so slightly he looked up and met my gaze. I swallowed, and looked away. What do I do, what do I do? Think Anti, think.
I decided to back track my steps before Master Ineas noticed I wasn't in bed. He probably already knew. Vampire hearing is a pain when it's not yours. Tomorrow i'll most likely wake up black and blue, and with a couple oz.s of blood missing. I started to make my way up when Damon nodded up at me. I I shook my head frantically, and mouthed no. “What about her? She lookes like a trouble maker.”
“Anti?” The Masters voice vibrated through my skull like death. He didn't turn around.
“Anti, come here.” It was like sweeting poison with honey before drinking it. I remained quiet.
“Anti,” He snapped. “Come down right away.”
I suppressed a sigh, “I'm not here. In fact i'm in bed sleeping.”
“What's it!” The Master barked and twisted around. I less than a second he was at my side. Before I had time to react he gave he a solid kick that sent me reeling down the stairs. Oww.
“Get up cockroach.” As soon at I was on my own two feet the Master thrust me upon Damon. I would smacked into Damon if it wasn't for his quick reflexed. Sadly, his iron grip left a blotch of darkening red on me on the purple.
“Careful, I still have a bruise there.” Damon pursed his thin lips into a butterfly fluttering half-smile.
“Take the girl, consider it a gift.”