Chapter 22

I woke to the sun shining. I could smell cinnamon and coffee coming from the kitchen and stumbled my way down the stairs.

Killian came over and planted a kiss on my forehead before handing me a mug of deep black coffee, “So, today we check out Pier 67?

“Yah. That and I need to do some research on a jade lion.”

I opened up the cupboard to pull out some plates and then noticed that Killian had already set the table. Someone’s mama raised him right. It had been a long time since anyone had cooked me breakfast with no bikini strings attached.

I took a seat and helped myself to some sort of gooey coffee cake roll thing with icing and butter. Man, he was a good cook.

“Do you believe that the vampires were telling the truth?” he asked.

I tried to focus on the question and not the fact his cooking was better than the majority of the intimate relationships I had been in.

I swallowed and washed down that little bit of heaven with some coffee, “Listen, vampires look out for themselves. I haven’t met one who breaks with that tradition. If those guys were being honest that bringing down that barrier is going to cause personal problems, sure, they could’ve been telling the truth. But I would place my money on ‘hungry’.” I pointed at the food, “If I was starving and I knew all I had to do was drop some cash on the doorstep of some dumb broad who could work portals…”

I stopped eating, the food suddenly tasting like putty, “How did they know I could work portals?” I threw down my fork, “My uncle has a fat mouth.”

Killian sat down and placed his napkin on his lap like a grown-up. “Your uncle is looking for you, and it makes sense he would warn them you have that ability.”

I turned to Killian and gave him a grim smile, “Here’s the plan. We go to the docks while it’s daylight and check things out. And then we jump worlds. In case it’s true that the official portals are being watched, I’ll take us through a portal the officials don’t know about. And then we find my uncle. And then we end him.”

Killian took the coffee out of my hand, “I shall collect my things.”