Knight After Night
A Vampire Assassins League Novella
“We Kill for Profit”
1st in series
Copyright 2011, Jackie Ivie
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This is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author's imagination, and any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
‘Rules are made to be…broken.’
Jolie looked up from Sir Walter Scott’s printed words to face the speaker and got empty space. There wasn’t anyone from her vantage point all the way to the next hall, where giggling interspersed the whispers from an amorous couple. She took her time scanning polished floor shadowed by bookcases and long, wood-hewn tables with accompanying high-backed chairs that made everyone who sat in them look puny and insignificant. Old gilded candelabra hung in rows, defining the space, pegged with little lights they’d dimmed for now. Actually, Jolie didn’t think they ever lit the bulbs. No need. Long, florescent lights hovered over most tables, creating oasis of space. There wasn’t anything to see. Nothing. It was her imagination. It had to be. Even if the breath behind the whisper felt like it tickled her ear. Jolie brushed at her lobe defensively. The voice had been masculine. Cultured. Carrying a hint of brogue. Softly spoken. And it started a trickle of reaction along her neck.