Page 72 of Air Of Mystery
“I brought you something,” she said, reaching into her pocket.
“Oh, you didn’t have to do that.”
She pulled out a beaded bracelet on a stretchy cord. “It’s been enchanted for healing and protection. And if anyone needs this, it’s you.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
Amanda passed me the bracelet, and I felt a warm tingle as soon as I touched it.
“This is made from black tourmaline,” she explained. “It’s an excellent stone for energetic protection, and it can boost your physical vitality as well as alleviate stress.”
Impressed with it, I immediately slipped it on my left arm. “Thank you, Amanda.”
“I made that myself for you last night. Wear it while you recover. You’ll find it most beneficial.”
“I will,” I promised.
She sat back in the chair. “I imagine you have some questions for me.”
“As a matter of fact, I do.” I shifted, trying to get more comfortable. “First off, how did you know where I was and what was going down? Did Gabriella tell you?”
Amanda adjusted her glasses. “Gabriella texted me and told me what was in the wind. Then, from what I understand, she tracked down Charlie. Luckily, I got there before he did.”
I nodded. “I figured that was the case. May I ask what happened to Dave, Mary’s boyfriend?”
“Sadly, he didn’t make it.”
“Oh, god.” I took a careful breath before continuing. “And Don? Is he in custody or—”
“Don will no longer be a problem,” Amanda said. “Not for anyone, not ever again. The threat he posed has been eliminated.”
“Meaning what exactly?” I asked as politely as possible.
She didn’t answer, but her eyes took on a light that had me considering her anew.
“So, was he a real vampire?” I asked.
“Yes, he was.”
My stomach dropped at the confirmation.
“By the goddess,” I whispered, suddenly afraid.
I’d truly hoped that maybe Don had been some other sort of creature. Or that me getting a concussion had simply confused my memories. But I’d seen for myself how inhumanly fast he’d been, not to mention terrifyingly strong...
It was real, and I had the broken arm, the concussion, and the bruises to prove it. I sat there for a moment as it all sank in and worked my way through a panic attack.
“It’s over now, Skye,” Amanda said. Reaching out, she gave my leg a reassuring pat.
“So, he’s dead?”
Amanda nodded.
“What about the house itself?” I continued. “I’ve always thought it was dangerous. It’s a magnet for attracting negative paranormal phenomena. What are you going to do about that?”
“The negative energy at the old Victorian on Henry Street will be neutralized. You have my word.”
“How?” I asked. “I’ve been trying to get to the bottom of the problems at that location for years.”
