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Tawny Taylor Carpe Nocturne 2: Kiss Me, Kill Me - 54 -<br />
“Yeah, you could be right. But I can’t stand the thought of Sylvie not being with<br />
one of us. Do you know what her death would mean to us? What the hell is Dvorak<br />
thinking by leaving her alone like that?”<br />
“Exactly!” Isabella said, lifting a hand. “What is he thinking? And why is this in<br />
the newspaper? It rings of a setup. They’re trying to trap you, use Sylvie to coax you out<br />
of hiding. It’s all too convenient.”<br />
“Fine. So that just means I’ll have to be ready for them.” He scooped up the<br />
paper. “I need to find that ass, Dvorak, and find out where they have her.”<br />
“You’re being stupid.”<br />
“No, I’m doing what needs to be done to protect my Origo. If something happens<br />
to her…”<br />
“Hey, Dvorak isn’t going to want anything to happen to her either. Bound or not,<br />
there’s a connection between the three of you already. It’s just not quite as deep yet.<br />
He’ll still suffer if she’s harmed.”<br />
“Unless he can’t help it. Unless he can’t protect her.” He pointed at the article.<br />
“Do I need to read this to you again? According to this article, Dvorak’s been taken off<br />
the case. I need to get to him before he’s reassigned and find out what’s happened.”<br />
Isabella frowned and shook her head. She grumbled something under her breath<br />
as she walked past him to the door of their temporary sanctuary, an abandoned store in<br />
a strip mall, and headed outside. “I know I’m going to regret this. Let’s go,” she said on<br />
a sigh.<br />
Burke followed her to the rusted pile of bolts they’d bought off of a punk for a<br />
couple hundred dollars and they headed to Dvorak’s place first. He’d spent the past<br />
few nights going back and forth between local nightclubs and Dvorak’s house, unable<br />
to resist the temptation to try to get a peek at Sylvie. It had been several nights now<br />
since he’d seen her. He’d thought the pain of being separated from her would’ve eased<br />
with the passage of time, but it hadn’t. It had grown steadily worse. It was now a fierce,<br />
excruciating agony, a cramping in his gut and heaviness in his chest that was making it<br />
hard for him to think, to function.
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