“Right.” Taz had a thought. “Bartholomew was the only other person to know my identity?”
Matthias nodded. “Other than Albert, Tim, Grandfather, and Rafe.”
“Was it standard for other Clans to tell him about possible inductees into the supersecret sucker sect?”
Matthias stifled his grin. Dame Agnew looked horrified. At first Taz thought it was her humor.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have—”
“No, my dear, that was cute. You’re right, Torvald was the one who had contact with all the Clans about possible vampires. I accessed his computer files today so I have the list now.” She looked horrified. “Oh no!”
Matthias finally got on board. “You mean—”
Taz nodded. “We need to get word to all the Clans ASAP that they need to give them protection immediately.”
Dame Agnew looked at Taz. “I never thought about that. I haven’t heard of any problems.”
“Maybe I was number one on their list. If they can’t get to me and their mole is gone, they might try to grab as many as they can before they’re taken into hiding. I would suggest making calls right now.”
Dame Agnew nodded. “I agree. Excuse me.”
She left, and Matthias turned to Taz. “You’re brilliant, you know that?”
“I’m a tactician. I don’t want anyone else going through what I’ve been through.”
Dame Agnew returned twenty minutes later. “Well, I’ve notified as many of them as I could by phone, sent personnel out to contact the rest.”
“Personnel?”
“Don’t worry. They’re taking secure satellite phones to their locations so they can call in and talk to me. Once we get this situation under control, however, I think you and I will sit down and have a discussion on changing how we do things around here.”
“One bad apple and all that crap.” Taz looked up. “Sorry.”
Dame Agnew smiled. “No apologies necessary, believe me. I have a crew searching Torvald’s home and going through his personal computer. I want every possible scrap of information we have about his dealings.” Her face hardened, and Taz had a feeling Dame Agnew was someone that, despite her age, shouldn’t be fucked with. “This Gerard fellow will wish he never started these games.”
Matthias tightly gripped Taz’s hand. “Get in line, Dame Agnew. No offense, but I get first crack at him.”
She nodded. “I believe you have a valid point, Matthias.” She turned to Taz. “Mind if I borrow you for a while, dear? I would like to talk with you alone.”
Taz looked at Matthias.
“It’s okay, Taz,” he silently thought to her. “I have always trusted her. I never trusted Bartholomew, neither did Rafe.”
“Okay,” Taz said.
Taz rode with Dame Agnew back to her home. The men would follow behind in a few minutes.
Chapter Twenty
The butler poured their wine and set the bottle on the table between them. “Thank you, Peter,” Dame Agnew said. “That will be all.”
He bowed and left them alone.
Dame Agnew smiled at Taz. For once, Taz felt totally at ease with a vampire not of their immediate “family.”
“My dear, you’ve had an upsetting few weeks, haven’t you?”
Taz nodded, hesitating before sipping the wine. The voice didn’t chime in, so Taz took that to mean it was safe to drink. “Upsetting doesn’t even come close to describing it.”
“I understand. It’s overwhelming.”
“What did you want to talk about?”
“This might be a painful subject, but I need your full honesty.”
Taz nodded, trying not to tighten her grip on the crystal glass.
“When Rafael was killed, did anything happen?”
The blood rushed to Taz’s face and Dame Agnew smiled kindly. “I understand there was an incident, earlier in the evening. That’s not what I’m referring to. I mean later, around the actual time of his death.”
Taz didn’t want to think about this. It hurt too much. “I had some pretty intense dreams. I don’t remember them, but I think it was around the time he died. They woke me up. Sounded like him screaming in my head. I–I didn’t know then what I know now.”
Dame Agnew nodded and patted her on the hand, her face growing serious. “Matthias and Tim told me you’ve had some incidents. About the voice.”
She nodded. “I’m going crazy,” Taz whispered. “All my life I’ve been in control. Now I feel like I’m falling and can’t stop and I don’t have a parachute. It’s just a matter of time before I hit the ground with a big-ass splat.” She looked at Dame Agnew. “Is it always going to feel like this?”
“Taz, I need to ask you a very large favor. Will you let me into your mind?”
Taz hesitated. She’d seen what could happen when one vampire took control of another, and it wasn’t pretty.
“I understand your hesitation. I want to see if there is an answer.”
“To Rafe’s death?”
“To some of the things you’ve been experiencing. I have an idea, and I’m not sure I have any answers. Before I say anything else, however, I’d like to know if my suspicion is correct.”
Taz finally nodded. “Okay.”
“Don’t worry. I won’t take over. You can always push me out. You’re more than strong enough. Simply picture letting me tiptoe around to look inside your closets, so to speak.”
“Okay.”
Taz put her glass down and closed her eyes. Then she felt Dame Agnew’s gentle presence. It wasn’t like when Matthias or Rafael were in her mind, it was a kindly, motherly touch. Taz relaxed and allowed her to roam the corridors of her conscious. Finally, she felt Dame Agnew going more deeply and hesitated.
“You don’t have to follow me. You can wait behind if you wish.”
And that’s exactly what Taz did.
“Hello, my boy.”
Rafael turned, not used to someone addressing him directly. “Dame Agnew!”
They were in Rafael’s room, as Taz called it. The one she’d created for him at Yellowstone during the training exercises.
“What are you doing here?” she asked.
“When Caroline killed me, I threw myself at Taz. I didn’t realize exactly what was going to happen, but I could still feel her after…” He didn’t finish.
“After she played succubus with you?”
Rafe nodded, unable to meet Dame Agnew’s piercing gaze. “Yeah. Exactly. I still felt the connection with her, and once dumb-ass me gave Caroline control, I couldn’t get the damn bitch out. So I ran.”
“Into Anastazia’s mind.”
“I don’t know how to connect to her and tell her. I can’t always talk to her, only when it’s like she’s listening or in her dreams. I didn’t want do anything at first, but she was hurting so bad, I was trying to make her feel better. Then at Bartholomew’s I had to push forward hard to get her out of there.”
“It’s not fair to her for you to stay here.” She considered him. “You really love her, don’t you?” She patiently waited long minutes for his whispered answer.
“I felt like I had my life back.”
“And that’s why you threw yourself at her instead of Matthias?”
“She’s so strong. You know she was the only one who could’ve taken me.”
“You always were a horrible liar, Rafael.”
He looked away.
“How old is she? How old is her soul?”
“I don’t know. I’m not sure.”
“And she was also—”
Rafael nodded. “Before she was ever Cassandra.”
Dame Agnew shook her head again. “Don’t you think they have a right to know?”
“Dame A, you can’t tell them, please. Promise me. She’s got enough guilt on her plate as it is. She doesn’t need to know the truth about her past. She’s back with Matthias anyway, so does it matter?”