“I… What?”
“Like, do I need to bring clothes I can get blood on? Or a shovel or something? I was watching Breaking Bad with Nolan, and you shouldn’t try to dissolve him in the bathtub because that’ll like, melt the tub or something. But it’s gross, so don’t do that. ”
“I didn’t kill Lucas. ”
“Oh. ” Another beat. “Why not?”
I laughed now, and even though it hurt my jaw, it still felt good. “Because then I’d need to figure out what to do with the body. And people might actually miss him. ”
She snorted. “I wouldn’t. ”
Bless her not-beating heart. Every girl needed a friend like Brigit.
“Just come by, I’ll explain when you get here. ”
“Can I tell Nolan?”
“Sure. ”
“Hey, Secret?”
“Yeah?”
“Is everything okay?”
“No,” I admitted. “But it’ll be better when you’re here. ”
“Okay,” she said brightly. “Is it the kind of bad where I need to bring booze?”
“It’s the kind of bad where a few machine guns might be more handy. ”
“Oh. Okay. I think Nolan has one. ” And before I could tell her I was kidding, she hung up.
Chapter Forty-Two
Brigit had taken my pulse four times.
After the second try I was convinced she just didn’t know how to find it.
“You know, I had a pulse before this. ”
“Did you?”
“Yes. The heartbeat isn’t new. ”
She dropped her hand and looked a little crestfallen. “Oh. Then… I mean… What’s so special?”
Holden had left at Sig’s behest. I didn’t know what they were planning or discussing, but apparently I didn’t need to be part of it, even if it was about me. Desmond was sitting in the armchair, leaving me and Brigit on the loveseat. I gave him a sideways glance and didn’t miss his amused expression.
At least there was something funny to come out of this situation.
“I’m human now,” I explained again.
“What were you before?”
“Half-vampire. Half-werewolf. ”
“But you weren’t human?”