Page 59 of Their Deviant Love
“A virus,” I tell him. “Designed to attack a certain genetic makeup, eradicating an entire bloodline from existence within days.”
“Whose?” Theo asks.
“Yours.”
There’s silence, followed by, “That why some lab geek was found hanging on Trinity Campus?”
“You think I’m letting anyone with the knowledge of how to kill my… Aurora live?” I stop myself from saying the word “wife” because she doesn’t want her family to think she got married without them. Legally, we didn’t, but sheismy wife. I don’t need a piece of paper to tell me that.
“Where is the vial?” Theo says.
“I destroyed it.” I’ve got a replica, a vial of serum that won’t do shit to anyone. As soon as the Albanians know I’ve sold them nothing more than saline water, they’re going to want my head. By then, I’m hoping the Valentinos have dealt with them.
“Why are you telling me this?”
“Because word will probably get back to you about this deal. I need you to play along. No one can know they’re getting a fake vial,” I tell him.
“Does Aurora know?”
“No.” I snort. “This country has seen enough war to last it a lifetime.”
“Smart.”
“Nice chat,” I say and cut the call.
I told him what he needed to know. If he’s smart, he’ll listen. And as long as he knows it’s not real, I shouldn’t have an angry mob of Valentinos out to fucking kill me.
My phone rings with an unknown number popping up on the screen. “Hello?”
“Hello, Justin, this is Dr. Morgan.” The doctor from the Maldives. Great, just what I fuckingdon’tneed right now.
“What can I do for you, doctor?”
“I have your test results. They’re positive for the gene that carries haemochromatosis. We should set up a treatment plan.”
I blink.A fucking treatment plan, my ass.“What’s the plan entail?” I ask her.
“Venesection, meaning you will have to have blood drawn regularly to lower your iron levels. The good news is that we have caught it early. We can begin weekly treatment and then monitor how it’s working.”
“Weekly? You want me to give a pint of blood every week?” I attempt to clarify.
“It’s the only treatment,” Dr. Morgan says.
“Send me the paperwork. I’m back in Ireland and heading to New York next week. I’ll have my wife set up the appointments for me.”
Fucking hell, this is only going to stress Aurora out more.
“How long until symptoms improve?” I ask the doctor.
“That isn’t something we can predict. It’s different for every patient,” she says.
“Thanks, doc.” I hang up, stand from the desk, and head to the gym to find my wife.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
The second I lay eyes on Connor, I know something is wrong. I press stop on the treadmill and walk over to him. Without a word, Connor takes hold of my hand, then turns and walks out of the gym.
I look over my shoulder at Levi, who watches the interaction with a shake of his head. I smile and turn back, following Connor to wherever we’re going. Because that’s what I seem to do lately.Follow Connor everywhere. I’m not complaining. I just never thought I’d be the girl following a boy around the world.
