Bone Crossed(146)

What with one thing and another, I had a roomful of dirty clothes and nothing more.

"We're talking peace-treaty time?" I asked throwing dirty pants over my shoulder.

"We hope so," Warren said, following me into the room.

"Who shot you?" "Vampire, no biggie," I said.

"He wasn't aiming to kill.

I don't even think any of the shot stuck." "Nope, but you won't be happy about sitting down tonight." "I'm never happy sitting down when there are vampires around-- Stefan usually excepted.

What did Marsilia say?" "She didn't call us, and we couldn't get a lot of sense out of the vampire who did.

She read a note, then giggled a lot." "Lily?" I looked at Warren.

"That's what Samuel said." He pulled a shirt off his shoulder, where I must have thrown it, and dropped it on the floor.

"She called him, too?" He shrugged.

"Yes.

Marsilia wanted him there, too.

No, I don't know what it's about, and neither does Adam.

However, it's unlikely that she's going to annihilate us once we get there.

Adam sent me here to bring you when you got back.

I think he wanted you dressed, though." "Smart aleck," I told him, hopping into my jeans.

I found a decent bra and put that on.

I finally found a clean shirt folded in the shirt drawer.

I wondered who'd but it there.

It's not that I'm not neat.

In my garage, every tool is exactly where it belongs at the end of the day.

Sometimes there's a little friction when Zee has been in there because he and I have a different idea of where some of the tools should be.

Someday, when time presents itself, I'll clean my room.

Having a roommate forces me to keep the rest of the house reasonably clean.

But no one cares about my room, and that puts it pretty far down on my list of to-dos.

It's below, for instance, keeping solvent, saving Amber from Blackwood, and attending the meeting with Marsilia.

I'll almost certainly get to it before I get around to planting a garden, though.

I pulled on the clean shirt.

It was dark blue and emblazoned with BOSCH GENUINE GERMAN AUTO PARTS.

Not the shirt I'd have picked out to pay a formal call on the Vampire Queen, but I supposed she'd have to take it or leave it.