Savannah Sacrifice (20 page)

“Does that mean you will let us go?” Starling asked.

“I told you,” Virginia closed the desk's drawer. “I need proof that it works. Until then, you will have to stay with us. If the drugs you give us fail, then we will have to take other, more invasive measures to study what in your chemistry allows the drugs to work.”

“That won't happen.” Jasper slammed his fist down on Virginia's desk. “Once you get the drugs from Harper you have to let us go.”

“I don't
have
to do anything. Did you forget that you are a prisoner here? You have no rights … not even to live. In fact, you're lucky that I have allowed you to live this long, Jasper.”

Some of his anger seeped out. She was right. Why had they let him live so long?

“You need me,” he countered.

Virginia laughed. “Why would we need some worthless bodyguard?”

“He's not worthless,” Starling said with a jerk.

“Really? He's failed to save you every time you needed him. In fact, even now, he's done nothing to help you.” Virginia dropped the cloak into her lap. “If we had bodyguards as bad as yours, we'd all be dead.”

His laughter exploded deep from his core. “No matter how
good
your bodyguards are, they won't be able keep you alive. After we get out of here, I will make sure that you die.”

“Then I have nothing to worry about.”

The door to the office flew open. “What in the hell are you doing, Virginia?” A man burst in, his black cloak pulled tightly over his stout belly. His face was long and round and pulled into an angry pucker. “I told you to stay the hell out of this mess.”

The man stopped and stared at Jasper and Starling. “You have got to be kidding me. I thought Devon had just gone off his rocker.”

“What happened to Devon?” Virginia blanched.

“Our guards found him walking down the dorm hall. He was acting crazy; talking nonsense about a nymph and her bodyguard being inside the walls of headquarters. He even hit one of the guards when they tried to restrain him. Kept repeating how he was looking for
his
nymph.”

Virginia glanced over at Starling.

“It wasn't hard to connect the dots, Virginia.” The man seethed. “I told you not to do anything stupid. Yet, here we are. Once again.” He stared at Starling as he took deep, long breaths followed with even longer exhales as he tried to calm his temper. “Now, I can assume that as this woman isn't one of us, she must be the nymph, Starling, that Devon was talking about.”

Virginia jumped to her feet. “Steve, it's not what you think. Really.”

“How is this not what I think it is? I told you to stay the fuck away from the nymphs. I told you we would find another way. But no, you and your shoot-now-ask-questions-later attitude is the reason that I'm voting to have you removed from your role as vice president.”

“Steve, you don't understand … ”

“Don't call me Steve. I'm the president. You lost any right to call me Steve when I moved out of our marital bed. Did you really think you could get me back by going rogue? We had a strategy. The council voted on a strategy.”

“Just give me a chance.”

“Your chances disappeared when you went against us … Damn it, you went against
me
.”

Virginia's face turned from white to a pale green. “President Kitchings, I wanted to bring it up to the council at today's meeting. I have a plan. You just need to listen.”

“Shut your mouth. You are nothing but a pain in my ass. Put on your cloak. I will meet you and your friends,” he said, motioning toward Jasper and Starling, “in the sanctuary. You have two minutes. If you're late, I will have you
taken care of
.”

“You wouldn't go against the council. You need a full vote to strip me of my position … or my life.”

“You needed voter support, too, but no … you took action without it. Once the council knows what you've done, I don't think they'll have a problem with me hastening your end. Now get your ass to the sanctuary if you even want a chance to plead your case.”

“You make it sound like I don't have much of a case to plead.” Virginia eyed the door like a trapped animal looking for escape.

“We all want the same thing—at least I thought we did,” President Kitchings answered.

“We do,” Virginia supplicated.

“Then you better be ready to prove it.” The president walked out.

Jasper loved watching Virginia being stricken from her pedestal.

Virginia glared at Starling. “What did you do to Devon?”

“Nothing you wouldn't have done,” Starling replied. Her shoulders had lightened and some of the color had returned to her face. The president's words must have lifted some of her fear.

“Such a bitch.” Virginia turned to Jasper. Her eyes had grown darker. “You will never make it out of here alive. Regardless of what happens to me.”

“At least if I go down, I know you are going to go down with me.” Jasper stood up and moved toward the door, Starling close at his heels.

“What in the hell do you think you're doing?” Virginia growled.

“We're going to the sanctuary. You don't have power over us now that the president knows we're here.”

Virginia slid open the top drawer of her desk and pulled out a 9mm. The black handgun fit in her hand like it was made for her and her murderous grip. “You will not go against me.”

He pushed Starling behind him. “You are wrong about so many things.”

“No, I'm not!” Virginia cried, dropping her finger from the side of the gun to the trigger. “You don't know anything. I'm going to get my army. We are going to take down Zeus!”

“You want to take down a god?” Starling peeked around from behind him. “That's what this is all about? What in the hell does fertility have to do with taking down Zeus?”

“You're not the only set of supernaturals he cursed.” The gun trembled in her hand.

“How did he curse you?” Starling rested her hand on his shoulder. She probably wanted him to move, but he refused to budge. Virginia held the gun. She could fire at any time. Starling wouldn't die from a bullet, but he couldn't let her be hurt like that. Not now. Not ever.

“You may not be able to fall in love with a man, but our curse is so much worse. We can never have children. Our demigod line is coming to an end. Soon there will be none of us left. And that's exactly what Zeus wants. He only wants a select few of his favored demigods to survive. He doesn't want us, the scavengers of death, to have a place at the table. He hated our Titan grandmother, Gaea, and our mother, Alecto, a fury. Zeus believes we're evil like others of our lineage. But we aren't devoted to the wicked—only death. We need death to live.”

“How is feeding off death not something wicked?”

“How is seduction not wicked?” Virginia countered. “Look, we're not killing anyone—usually.” She lowered the weapon slightly. “We just need the souls to power our bodies. That is why we live here,” she said motioning upward, “under the graveyard. We need the dead's energy to live.”

“And the drugs.”

“Yes, if we get the GX 149 we can strengthen our numbers. Maybe one day we can grow large enough to mount a force against Zeus. Maybe we can get him to lift his curse.”

“Why didn't you and your council just go to the Sisterhood to gain access to the drugs?” Starling countered.

“Really? You don't think we've already done that?”

“When?” Jasper stared at the gun in Virginia's hand. Even though she had lowered the piece, they weren't out of danger.

“We met with Kat a few years back, when we first learned about the drugs. She made it abundantly clear that you and your kind would do nothing to help us. She treated us with nothing but hatred and derision—like we were trash just because of our penchant for death, like we were some kind of untouchables.”

“Have you met with Ariadne?” Starling asked.

“She and her crew killed one of us before those meetings could take place. You and your kind,” she said, glaring at Starling, the gun trembling higher, “started this war.”

Jasper stepped forward and gently laid his hand on the gun, pressing it downward. “Virginia, we can figure this out. We can work out something where both groups get what they need. But you can't keep flagging us with that gun. Let me have it.” He stared into her eyes; in the shadows of the room they looked almost completely black.

She let him pull the gun free of her hand. Jasper took the gun and slipped it in the back of his waistband and away from Virginia.

“I didn't start this,” she pleaded. “I just want to have a baby. I promised my sister. We were going to do this together. And then … and then you killed her.” Tears welled in her eyes as she looked at him. “You …
you
are the reason you're here. You deserve to die.”

“She attacked a nymph. I was only doing my job. Dr. Redbird would have killed Harper.” He stepped between Starling and Virginia.

She shot a look of hatred at Starling. “I know you would be willing to kill to get something you wanted. So was my sister. And so am I.” Virginia lunged toward Starling, reaching for her hair.

Jasper jumped after her, grabbing her by the back of her cloak before she could reach Starling's sacred locks. He threw her to the concrete floor at Starling's feet. “You. Will. Not. Touch. Her,” he said between breaths.

A speckle of blood dotted Virginia's lip as she glared at him with a look of hatred and disgust. “I just want to have a baby … ”

Jasper grabbed her by her wrists and lifted her back up to her feet. “Let's go. Let's talk to the council. Maybe we can make someone see some sense. We don't have to continue like this, killing each other over old blood.”

“It's only old because it wasn't someone you loved. You'd feel differently if it was her,” Virginia said, with a soft sob as she motioned toward Starling with her chin. “But you … you killed my sister.”

“And your sister killed my mother.” Starling gave him a pitying look, probably her way of trying to absolve him of any of residual guilt.

“I … ” He opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't know what to say. “Let's go, Virginia.” He pushed her forward, past Starling.

“Should we really do this?” Starling asked.

“What else are we going to do, sweetheart?” He paused mid-stride. “I don't have a clue how to get out of here, and they already know we're here. I think our best bet is to go in there, make a case for trade, and get the hell out of here.”

“It seems too easy,” she said.

The knot in his stomach told him what she said was probably right. It was too easy. Something about it seemed off. The council must have had some kind of role in Virginia's plan—if nothing else, they turned a blind eye to some of her behavior. She had perpetuated an attack on a nymph in Crete.

“Virginia, you need to tell me the truth,” Jasper said, still clenching her hands behind her back. “The council must have known what you were planning. Why didn't they stop you sooner?”

“They want the drugs, too; they just didn't want me to bring you or the nymph here.” Virginia tried to pull her hands from his grip, forcing him to hold strong. “They had been working with Walter. He had a man tracking Starling, and when we found out she was coming here, we took a vote. The council decided against making a move and getting their hands dirty. They didn't want to escalate the conflict with the nymphs. Obviously, I didn't want to bring you into the headquarters either, but then Little Miss Snoop was in that mausoleum. Why do you think I let her listen in on us taking the White? It was too easy, laying a trap for her.”

Starling drew her face menacingly close to Virginia's. “Where is it? Where are the books?” she asked in a dangerous voice.

“Get me out of here. Then make sure Harper gives me all the drugs and the formula. If you do that, I can convince Steve … er, President Kitchings that he and I can get pregnant. And maybe he will take me back.” Virginia stared off into space. “He and I can rule indefinitely and our lineage will take over the council when they come of age.”

“What happens if we go around you?” Starling challenged.

“I don't know, but it probably won't end with you both alive.”

“I doubt that our chances of staying alive are any better staying with you. Why would I give you anything—all you've done is threaten Jasper. In case you missed it, I lo—” She stopped mid-word. “I
care
about him. And no one threatens the man I care about.”

Jasper's heart stopped in his chest as she said the words. She had to know that to love him was dangerous. Her love was cursed—it would only end in his death. He would gladly die to be loved by her, without question. But he couldn't accept the heartbreak it would cause her.

“Let's go, Starling. We can't trust Virginia. She'll say anything she can to get out of this mess.” He opened the door and led Virginia into the hall.

Voices bubbled out from underneath a set of double wooden doors at the end of the corridor. “Is that the sanctuary?” he asked, motioning toward the door.

Virginia's gaze remained pinned to the floor.

“I'll take that as a yes.” Jasper pushed her down the hall.

“Are you sure, Jasper?” Starling looked at him with panic.

“It's okay, Starling. I will protect you. And there's only one thing I'm sure of—Virginia's word isn't worth the air it takes to speak it.”

Some of the panic disappeared from her eyes. “If you think this is the right move, I've got your back. And no matter what happens, I know you did this for the right reasons.”

“I … ” He wanted to tell her that he loved her, that he wanted to hold her in his arms forever, but it he couldn't make himself say the words. He had to protect her.