She
was alive.
“Holy
shit, I’m still here.” Her voice came
out in a hissing croak. Raven recalled
screaming so loud and hard that her voice had nearly given out. But surely that had been some horrific
nightmare? No one could have survived
the shots she remembered taking.
Douglas
smiled. “You mean, among the
living? Yes, you are, though I almost
didn’t get you here in time.”
Raven’s
mind worked slowly, as if it was made of moving parts that had been gummed up
with sludge. She was alive, but she
shouldn’t be. Douglas was here, but he
didn’t look quite right. What the fuck
was he wearing? His usual suit and tie
were absent, replaced by some bizarre outfit.
It had long sleeves. More fabric
hung from his wrists, and it took Raven a moment to figure out gloves were
attached to the end of the sleeves, though Douglas didn’t have them over his
hands. The material looked black as oil,
but there were flashes of iridescence too.
The thing was form-fitting, showing off what she could see of Douglas’
deliciously muscled body to advantage.
It was the most bizarre thing she’d ever seen a grown man wear.
Another
thing bothered her. Where were Todd and
Kimi? Raven had no doubt the injuries
she’d suffered had to have been horrific.
Surely her boyfriend and bestie should be here too, right?
Slow,
measured steps drawing close alerted Raven that someone else was in the room,
interrupting her perusal of Douglas Bringer of the General Accounting
Office. So maybe her friends were there
after all. She tried to raise her head
to greet whoever had waited at her bedside but couldn’t. Raven had to content herself with rolling her
eyes about. A glance around herself
revealed she lay in a bed in a very white, antiseptic room. Before she could note anything else about her
surroundings, a man stepped into view.
It was most definitely not Todd.
This
stranger’s almost metallic-bronze face looked Asian with dark, upturned eyes
and high cheekbones. His lips were
incredibly sensual, and Raven had a momentary fantasy of sucking on the lower
one. In contrast to his Oriental bone
structure, he had long, sleek, golden blond hair that lay over his
shoulders. His body was massive, well
over six feet tall. The flowing red robe
he wore belted at the waist, while full-sleeved, did nothing to disguise the
fact that he was well-muscled. What
Raven and Kimi would call an ‘uber-man’.
Yet he moved as fluidly graceful as a man possessing a much leaner
physique would.
He
wasn’t anyone Raven had expected. He
sure as hell didn’t look like any doctor she had ever seen. What doctor wore robes? What was the deal with his metal-sheened
skin?
As
she gaped, the man moved to the side opposite Douglas and stared down at
her. Raven suddenly noticed that he
seemed to have no irises, or that they were as black as his pupils. Was that even possible?
The
man said nothing, just looked at her.
Something in his demeanor made Raven feel small and helpless. She’d thought of Douglas as having an aura of
danger, and he was not alone. This
stranger was like a tiger lying in the grass, not hungry enough yet to take its
prey down but marking it for future reference just the same.
He
scared the shit out of Raven.
To
hide the sudden surge of panic, she snapped at him, “Who are you?”
One
thin eyebrow lifted at her question. Otherwise his expression didn’t change, but
Raven sensed amusement coming from him.
Douglas
answered for him. “Raven, this is
Supreme Judge Vendeen. He’s in charge
here.”
Vendeen
nodded once at her. “Hello, Raven. I am glad to have you on board.”
“On
board?” Even as the question left her
lips, it occurred to her the title Douglas had given the other man. Supreme Judge? Not Supreme Court Judge, or more accurately, Justice. Besides, the Supreme Court didn’t presently
have any sitting blond justices on it anyway.
Certainly not Asian ones with metallic skin. And Douglas hadn’t called him a superior
court judge, which would make some sense.
This
man’s voice was the one she’d thought sounded familiar, the one she’d heard
when she first woke. But she knew she’d
never seen this Vendeen before. He
wasn’t exactly a man one would forget.
The
judge folded his arms over his chest and leveled his inscrutable stare at
Douglas. “Show her.”
Douglas
bit his lip. Had Raven ever seen him
look so uncertain? “She’s only just
awakened. I’m not sure—”
Vendeen
interrupted, his powerful voice clearly saying there was to be no
discussion. “It’s the quickest way to
explain.”
Douglas
grimaced and then jerked a nod. He gave
Raven a tight smile. “Don’t be scared,
okay? This is going to be weird.”
She
looked at him. As if things weren’t
weird already? Where was Superintendent
Jackson? Where were Kimi and Todd? Surely someone who knew and cared about her
should be here with her, not the auditor from General Accounting or this
bizarre ‘judge’.
Douglas
took a deep breath. The air shimmered
around him, like desert heat off blacktop.
Then he changed right before her eyes.
His
chameleon hair turned as blond as Vendeen’s.
His golden eyes shaded to brown.
His features sharpened, taking him from the chiseled perfection of
Douglas Bringer to that of a thinner, finer-featured man.
Raven
couldn’t even summon a gasp. She stared,
trying to decipher what her eyesight was telling her.
Before
she could gather her senses to react, Douglas changed again. His features became rounder and even more
delicate. His eyes turned blue, and his
hair lengthened to past his shoulders.
His body curved out until Raven was looking at a woman. A woman that had been Douglas Bringer.
I just got it and am enjoying it so far. However Tracy, there is one thing I need to know the answer to as it keeps dropping me out of the story.
ReplyDeleteHow the heck to you phonetically pronounce 'Daagiis'? I know it's silly, but when I don't know how a name is 'supposed' to be pronounced, I keep trying different ways to pronounce it in my head every time I get to it instead of just staying lost in the story. ;P
LOL. I pronounce it Dah-gis. I hope that helps!
DeleteI had sort of settled on Dahg-eyes.
DeleteNot too far off. LOL
Thanks.