Looks like Nikko wasn’t lying about that.
“Are you all right?”Quentin couldn’t resist asking, even though the bounty hunter seemed to be in high spirits.
“Fine.Unfortunately, once I got here, that dean trapped me inside with a spell.They pretty much ignored me after that.I think Nikko was ready to be done with all this.I don’t know why he attacked Glenn, but that doesn’t seem to be his usual behavior.I think it might have been a cry for help.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Nikko.I’ve talked to him while I was stuck here, and I think he was hoping that if he took Quentin, then Jaks would come to fetch him, and Nikko could stop being a lone vampire.I got the impression he made Glenn for the company, and something scared him into running away before he had a chance to help with his conversion.”
“Did you ever get an evil feeling from him?”Quentin still remembered his first impression of Nikko and the bad feeling he got from him.
“No, I mostly noticed he came across as lonely.He can be a bit aggressive about getting his way, but other than that, he’s just a regular guy who happens to be a vampire.”
“Hmm.”Deciding to drop that for now, Quentin asked the most critical question.“Is it true that my mother trapped Braed in a spell ball?”
Brenton smirked.“Sure did.”
“How?”Quentin asked..
“She kicked him in the nuts when he got too close, and he didn’t have the sense to take away her bag, which I assume is where she got the ball.”
Quentin couldn’t help it.He laughed and laughed, leaning against Jaks to keep upright.“We should go find him.”
“Can you track the orbs?”Brenton asked.
Quentin nodded.“I can also recall them if necessary.”
“She nailed him in the kitchen.”Brenton waved a hand for them to follow.
It only took a few seconds for Quentin to locate the right spot where he felt the orb’s magic.With a thought, he brought it back, then sent it off again.”
“Where did he go?”Jaks asked.
“I sent him to the bounty hunters.They can probably get more information from him than we can.”
“Not necessarily,” Allea said, popping out from around the corner.
Quentin clutched his chest and ignored the smirking vampires around him who probably heard her yards away.
“Where did you come from?”
Andrea appeared beside her.“We came while you were talking to your bounty hunter.We’d like permission to interrogate Braed.”
I turned back to Brenton.“What do you think?”
Brenton shrugged.“I don’t mind, and if it will help with your case against him, let them have him.”
“Go ahead,” Jaks said, causing the girls to squeal and race off.
“I don’t even want to know why they’re so happy,” Quentin muttered.
Quentin turned his attention back to Brenton as he motioned toward Grevin.“Maybe you can help Grevin find the names of the people he raised.”
“What?”Brenton asked.
Quentin concisely told the bounty hunter about Grevin raising human bodies and the repercussions—their need to identify the bodies that had risen from Grevin’s magic.
Brenton smiled, his eyes lighting with interest.From the way his gaze raked Grevin up and down, it wasn’t entirely professional.“I’d be happy to help,” he offered.
