Secret Unleashed
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“No. If anything the shock to his heart restored it after you’d squeezed it. ” He checked my lines, flicking a bag of fluid to ensure it was still dripping. “I’m sorry. ”
I was sorry. Why should he be sorry I hadn’t murdered someone?
“Do you know what he did to me?”
The doctor stopped toying with my equipment and turned to the nurses. “You can go. I’ve got this under control. Tell the agents she’s awake, please. ”
Before speaking again, he pulled my blanket up higher and placed a hand on my knee. I jerked away. I wasn’t trying to be rude, and it wasn’t that I didn’t appreciate the kindness of his gesture, but I suspected it was going to be a very long time before I felt okay letting a stranger put their hands on me.
The sympathy and pity in his expression told me everything. “It’s going to take us quite awhile before we’re able to go through Dr. Kesteral’s files. Possibly years, and that’s if the FBI is willing to put even half the time and effort into it as they should. But to answer your question, yes, I do know what he did to you. Your file was new, but it was…extensive. ” Dr. Bernal tried to smile—I think he wanted me to feel better—but his lips only managed a grimace. “I’m very sorry, Ms. McQueen. ”
“So you’ve read his notes. ”
“Yes. ”
“And you know what I am?”
He looked confused. “Of course. ”
“But you’re not…surprised. ”
This time he did smile. “Ah. You think because I’m human I should be running from the room in a panic, waving my arms and screaming to the masses about monsters. Is that it?”
The way he phrased it made me feel guilty for thinking it, but… “Yes. ”
“Your kind isn’t nearly as clever as you’ve led yourselves to believe. You think after thousands of years coexisting with vampires we haven’t figured it out?” He lifted his hand as if he was going to touch me again, then thought better of it, putting both hands in his pockets. “There will be plenty of time to discuss it, and perhaps the agents might be better able to answer some questions, but I don’t want you talking to them for long. You need rest. ”
He started pulling the curtain closed, but a question came to me that couldn’t wait. “Dr. Bernal?”
“Yes?”
“Were there other survivors?”
He stopped tugging on the curtain. “At the time of the infiltration there were twenty-two other captives on-site. We were able to retrieve eighteen. Six wolves, ten vampires and two CUOs. ”
“CUOs?”
“Creatures of unknown origin. ”
The curtain was almost closed when I asked, “One of the vampires…was his name Holden?”
“Your friend is fine. He’s being a rather distracting pain in the ass and has been asking for you since we brought him in, but aside from some weakness and other symptoms associated with vampire starvation, he’s doing well. ”
“Maxime?” My voice was small.
The doctor became quiet. “No. I’m sorry. Now please, try and get some rest. ”
He left before I could ask about my father.
I lay still, staring up at the stained ceiling tiles and counting the beats of my own heart as they echoed on the ECG. They were slow, but that was normal for me.
After I’d counted to a hundred, the curtain rattled again. A man in a nondescript black suit came in. He was a little taller than me, and Latino, his black hair short on the sides in a severe buzz cut. He couldn’t have screamed government employee any louder unless he had mirrored aviators on and drove a black SUV.
“Good evening, Ms. McQueen. My name is Special Agent LaRoy. Sorry to bother you while you’re recovering, but my partner and I were hoping to ask you a few questions if we could. ”
“Is your first name Special Agent?” I asked.
“No, ma’am. ”
“Tell me your first name, and I’ll answer your questions. You’ll have to forgive me for not wanting to talk to anyone who uses a title instead of a name, considering The Doctor and all. ”
“Of course. ” He smiled, and it was a nice smile, one that warmed his face and made his eyes twinkle. As far as G-men went, this guy seemed okay. “My first name is Emilio. ”
“Hi, Emilio. My name is Secret. ”
“A pleasure, ma’am. ” The curtain rattled and was pushed back. “I believe you know my partner? Special Agent Tyler Nowakowski. ”
Chapter Thirty-Four
It was nice to know I could still be surprised.
It was also a good thing the collar had been removed. “Jesus fucking Christ, are you fucking shitting me?”
Emilio coughed into his hand to cover his laughter and clapped Tyler once on the back. “I’ll give you two a minute, go get us some coffee before we start the interview, okay?”
He didn’t wait for our response, just vanished into the hospital.
“Tyler?”
“Hi, Secret. ” He looked different. I was used to seeing him in dress pants and button-down shirts, but in his FBI suit he appeared less beaten down. The stubble normally coloring his jaw was gone in favor of a clean-shaven face. This was the Tyler I’d gone on a blind date with years ago. This was Tyler the way I’d imagined he’d been before he met me.
“Special Agent Tyler?” That was more of a mouthful than Detective Tyler. It might take some getting used to.
“Guess the cat’s out of the bag. ”
“How are you an FBI agent? I just saw you in New York less than two weeks ago working at the police station. ”
“That’s my cover now. ”
Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath. I couldn’t make sense of this. “Now? So you were a cop first and then a special agent, or a special agent pretending to be a cop?”
“I used to be just a cop, then after the incident with Gabriel Holbrook, and that…thing pretending to be you? I know you did me a favor by not taking my memory, but I had a hard time accepting the truth. I started doing some searches online. Turns out the FBI don’t just monitor the Internet for assassination threats and bomb recipes. ”
“They came to you?”
“They came to me and asked what I knew. I left you out of it, but I told them I’d seen vampires, told them what I’d witnessed in the basement of the precinct. Told them about those murdered teenagers at Christmas. Everything. I thought they would think I was insane and lock me up, but they gave me a job instead. ”
“What kind of job?”
“Primarily informational. We investigate reports of supernatural activity based on web searches similar to mine. Usually the people are crackpots, but sometimes something real comes up. ”
“Why keep your day job?”
“Because of you. ”
“Me?”
He sat on the edge of my bed, his hip against the side of my leg, but I didn’t pull back.
“You saved my life when you could have let that monster take Mercedes and me. I know what you did, telling your vampires I was yours. That’s akin to putting me under your protection. You took a big leap letting me in. ”
“And you went and told the government. ”
“The government already knew, Secret. You think vampires don’t like to dirty their hands in politics? Are you honestly so naïve you think no one knows about vampires and werewolves and all the rest of it?”
Apparently I had been naïve because I had believed this entire time our secret had been kept. Now I was finding out everyone seemed to know. Military, FBI, whack-job psycho doctors.
“So why isn’t it public knowledge?”
“You think the public could handle knowing something like that?” He shook his head without waiting for my answer. “No. I consider myself a levelheaded, educated guy, and even I didn’t take the knowledge well. I don’t know how Mercedes did it for so long without going nuts. ”
“She’s not…”
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p; “No, she didn’t register a blip. If she’s Googled the word vampire, she must have been looking for Twilight reviews, because she never showed up on the system. ”
Discovering my best friend wasn’t in the mix on this multi-leveled lie relieved me somewhat. “You said you stayed because of me. ”
“I don’t want you to take this the wrong way. ”
“Okay?” I wasn’t sure what he was going to say, but if he was about to make a confession of love, I wasn’t sure this was the time or place for him to do it.
“You are a magnet for trouble. ”
“I… What?”
“You draw things to you. In the few years I’ve known you, from what you’ve allowed me to remember, you killed a creature who was dismembering teenagers, you beheaded a demon who was able to steal human forms, and you almost died at your own wedding because of a jealous werewolf. Can you think of a better place for me to get field experience? Because I sure can’t. ”
“You stay in New York, working as a police detective, because you like how much trouble I get into?”
“More or less. ”
“Will things change now that the FBI has a file on me?”
Emilio announced his return with a polite warning cough and handed Tyler a coffee. “I asked the doc if you were allowed one, but he said no dice. ” He gave an apologetic shrug.
“Thanks for trying. ”
“Secret is asking me about her file,” Tyler said, catching Emilio up on the only pertinent fact he’d missed.
“Did you get to the good part?”
“There’s a good part about having the federal government know you’re a super-freak?” I asked.
“There is,” Tyler assured me. “I’ve convinced my supervisors on the project you’re more useful to the good of humanity if you’re kept on the streets as opposed to…” His voice trailed off, gaze drifting over my broken arm and the choir of machines.