the way of amusement. "They can only travel through reflective surfaces, so unpolished steel is a perfect foil for them."
"So why not just destroy the rest of the mirrors in the house?"
"Because I had no idea how long the man at the door had been using the camera or how much of the house he might have seen." She shrugged. "It was safer to hide."
"If these things can come through mirrors," Rhoan asked. "Why would he be using someone to take images through a keyhole?"
"Because they cannot come through unknown mirrors. They have to physically see them before they can use them."
Which explained the housekeeper's observation that the second man had carried a camera but wasn't using it. It also suggested our two female victims had a tryst with the wraith before he'd started visiting them nightly.
Yet their friends and families had claimed that neither women had lovers. And while you mightn't tell your family that sort of stuff, most women did gossip to friends.
"How come you know about these things and Jack doesn't?"
"Because we come from two very different parts of the world. There are always regional evolutionary differences in species." She shrugged. "The question is, why would the wraith come after me?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Don't suppose you've been having seriously sexual dreams of late, have you?"
She glanced at me. "This is the first time the wraith has attempted to get into my house. So, no, I haven't."
"What about the Melbourne vamp council? Are you on that?" Rhoan asked, moving to the nearest window and looking out. He still held the gun ready, too, though I doubted our felons would risk coming back so quickly. Then I noticed his hand was still near his ear and realized he was in contact with Jack.
"No, I'm not." She frowned. "Although I did a short stint a while ago, when a friend of mine went overseas. And I have to say, most of the councilors are arrogant jerks."
Coming from Sal - who could be as arrogant as the best of them - that was saying a lot. I leaned back against the kitchen counter and crossed my arms. "Those jerks are currently being murdered."
She nodded. "I'd heard, but I really didn't think it would involve me, given that my tenure was only brief."
"How come Jack didn't know?" He mustn't have; otherwise he would have mentioned it. Jack was many things, but he wasn't cavalier with the lives of his people, and he would have at least arranged protection for her.
"Because I only attended a few meetings, and my name never actually went onto the permanent roster."
"And how long ago did you stand in for your friend?"
"Nearly six months ago." She let the little dog down again then moved across to the percolator and began lining up cups. "As I said, it was mostly boring, everyday stuff. You know, someone wanting permission to set up a nest, someone else wanting help with a fledgling - " She paused and frowned as she pressed a button on the percolator. The machine began to spit and hiss, and the rich aroma of coffee filled the air. "There was one request the council refused. A man came to them requesting their help with several fledglings that were having trouble with coping with the turn. As it happens, he hadn't actually asked the council's permission to set up a nest, so he was punished. He was severely reprimanded, and the nest was destroyed."
"And how are nests usually destroyed?" The answer was pretty obvious given the method being used on the councilors, but it was a question that still had to be asked.
"Beheading, then the bodies left to burn in sunlight."
"That would certainly be enough to piss someone off."
"Yeah." She handed me a coffee, then walked over to the window and gave the other to Rhoan. "But it was six months ago. Surely if he was going to seek revenge, he would have done so before now?"
"If I've learned one thing in this job, it's that the bad guys never do what you expect," Rhoan said. "And six months isn't a long time when you basically live forever."
"Point taken," she agreed, and took a sip of her own coffee. "He didn't seem particularly angry at the council's decision, though. And he stood by and watched the destruction without saying a word."
"Maybe he was so damn angry he just wasn't able to react." I breathed deeply, savoring the divine smell emanating from my coffee cup, then took a