She couldnt hurt me, I corrected briskly if not truthfully. To earn the Christmastree topper, shed made a disparaging remark about my foster father, Bryan, after hed killed himself. She made me mad.
She hurt you.
I shrugged. I was pretty sure shed clean my clock after that one. I mean, even without evidence, who else could it have been?
She couldnt. Adams face was satisfied. Samuel told me that when she tried to bring her case to Bran, Charles swore, in front of most of the pack, that you were with him all day working on cars during the only time the switch between the star and the shoe could have been made. No one could hear the lie, so she had to leave it or challenge Charles first.
He lied? I said, shocked. Thought about it, and said in a hushed voice, He lied, and no one could tell?
Its Charles, Adam explained as if that was enoughand it was. You handled Bran, and you handled Leah. So dont tell me you couldnt put a stop to Christys taunts and teach her to behave herself until she goes home.
I didnt think it would be as easy as he made it seem. But he was right that I was backing away from a confrontation.
If she goes before there is a knockdown, dragout fight between the prome and the proChristy factions, itll be better for the pack. My voice was small.
And less collateral damage, he said, kissing my nose, Jesse has to deal with concerning her mother. She doesnt need more drama. Auriele, Mary Jothey dont really know who she is. And thats not a bad thing.
Shes not a horrible person, I protested.
He smiled, briefly. No. She makes people feel good for defending her, for doing things for her. Makes them feel like heroesshe made me feel that way once, too. Nothing wrong with that. He kissed me. But I like my women less helpless.
I went limp against him, and said, dramatically, Im helpless against your kisses.
He laughed like a villain in a cartoon. Aha. So thats how its done. Well, theres no help for you, then.
No, I said in a faint voice, putting an arm over my forehead as I arched back over his arm in the classic pose of the helpless ingénue. I guess youll just have your wicked way with me again.
Cool, said my husband, a wicked growl in his voice. Dont worry. Youll enjoy every minute of it.
I finished the wasserboxer engine I was rebuilding with great satisfaction. As if to make up for the chaos in my own life, the engine was going together as sweet as molasses and twice as easy. Like a gambler on a winning streak, I was worried that Id ruin it in the last moves. But it buttoned up duck soup, as if I were putting it together in the factory instead of thirty years later.
I had an urgent brake job left (brought in about fifteen minutes before). However, Id decided last night, after Adam was sleeping beside me and looking more relaxed than hed been in days, that I was finished leaving the battlefield to Christythat was giving her too much advantage.
Id have the brakes done by lunch tomorrow, and that would have to be soon enough. I patted the wasserboxer for being such a good patient and stripped out of my overalls in the oversized bathroom/laundry room. I got a can of soda from the fridge, and, clad in civilian clothes, I ventured into the main office.
Closing time.
Sounds good, Tad said, looking up from the books, where he was finishing recording an appointment. Gabriel had been trying to get me to set up the appointment schedule on computer, but Tad didnt seem to mind the paper route. You look tired, Mercy. Go home. Get
something to eat. You look like youve lost ten pounds.
Maybe I should eat more red velvet cupcakes, I said dryly. Id brought two this morning, and Tad had eaten them both.
Only if you make sure Christy knows they are for me or check them for arsenic, he answered, using his keys to make the till run its daily total.
I opened my eyes wide. Oh shoot. Ive just been feeding them to you. Are you feeling ill? I peered anxiously at his lips. I think your lips are turning blue. Do you feel faint?
He grinned at me. Arsenic is a metal, Mercy. Dont you remember your highschool chemistry?
Semimetallic, I told him.
And Dad is ironkissed, a master of metals. He tucked his thumbs under his imaginary collar and grinned with lots of cheese. Im just a chip off the old block and safe from arsenic attacks of all kinds.
Ill remember that the next time you drive me to attempted murder, I said. I quit joking and sighed. Shes going home soon. Then we can get on with our lives, as long as she wasnt serious when she was threatening to move here. I took a good long swig of my soda. Its only a matter of time before Adam finds her stalker and sends him off with the fear of Adam to keep him away from her for the rest of his life.
He gave me a half smile because we both knew that it was a lot more likely that wed have to kill the man. I should have felt worse about it, but Id been raised by werewolves, and the bastard had burned down a building full of innocent bystandersfour people hadnt gotten out of the apartment building before it collapsed.