Page 36 of Bewitched By the Djinn
“He’s here.” I incline my head toward the far corner.
Bennet blinks. “Where did he come from? He wasn’t there a second ago.”
“They move quickly. Come on.”
The vamp is already settled at a table, poking at a container of food with a plastic fork. He looks like he could be any college Joe—clean-cut dark hair, a Tulane frat-boy kind of face, a green polo shirt. The kind of guy I used to date.
I hate this kind of guy.
As we approach, he sets his fork aside, gaze flicking between us. His brows draw together. “Well. This is interesting.”
I sit across from him, already annoyed. Bennet settles beside me.
“What’s interesting?” I ask flatly.
His lips curve. “The connection between you.”
My brows lift. “You can see that?”
“Of course.”
“Can you fix it?”
His mouth twitches. “No. And you wouldn’t want me to.”
I grit my teeth. He’s absolutely the type of guy who has the audacity to tell me what I want. “Um, yes I would.”
“You will change your mind.” He leans back, studying us like a puzzle. “Not that it matters. I couldn’t do it anyway. I can read energies, I can absorb energies, but I can’t manipulate them in that way. The shape of it—this thing between you—is very unique.” His eyes glint, a hungry shimmer beneath the surface. “Quite fascinating.”
His expression makes my skin crawl, like he’s looking at a particularly rare dish on the menu.
“That’s not why we’re here. I’m Cassie, this is Bennet.”
His head dips in acknowledgment. “I am Edward.”
“Of course you are,” I mutter and then barrel ahead. “Listen, we are trying to find his sister. Can you help us track her?”
Edward’s expression shifts, his interest sharpening on Bennet. “Yes. You have a lot of power but it’s,” his head tilts, “dim. I felt it when you crossed the barrier into our world. Your sister as well. Her power signature is similar to yours, but stronger.
“You can sense when something powerful crosses into our world?”
Edward picks up his fork, spearing a bite of chicken. “Sure. Happens all the time.”
“It does?” That’s news to me. People and creatures crossing dimensions like it’s a damn revolving door? I have enough to worry about with what’s going on in this world, let alone the others bleeding into it.
Bennet leans forward. “Can you tell me where she is, then?”
Edward sets his fork down, lacing his fingers together. “I’m not sure. You went into the French Quarter and then your power dimmed. And the other...” He lifts his brows meaningfully.
I sigh. Here it is. “How much?”
He smiles. “Just a little taste.”
I extend my hand.
Bennet’s arm shoots out, stopping me. “What are you doing?”
“Paying the man.”
