Bitten (Book 1 - Book 4) novel Chapter 99

‘It’s a good think Francie knows me. I’d get accused of having an affair with the Mayor,’ Natalia said, causing Moralis to laugh. ‘This limo looks slightly Viperian modified. And marked.’

Moralis smiled.

‘The original one was quite lacking. I have a better driver now, too.’

She knew his driver was Viperian.

‘And it conveniently has a baby seat as well.’

‘Francie and Tazia ride with me.’

‘You’re not hoofing it any more?’

‘I wish with this traffic.’

‘What ideas do you have for this evening?’

‘Before you arrived, Uri and I were discussing Harold and if he had time. Uri was going to give him a call and see if he can come over with Becky. Uri said that with the tunnel connecting the two houses, you two and Harold could go to the other house and leave from there. The end result would look like a play date and stay-over with Harold as your witness.’

‘But Harold will be at Festival.’

‘No one will know that.’

‘Unless someone comes to the house.’

‘If that happens, you get yanked out of Festival and taken back home.’

‘Such elaborate setups,’ she said.

‘You have a better idea?’

‘You mean other than finding out who is doing this? No.’

‘We’re looking into that as well. Tracing back through who is doing the complaining and finger pointing.’

The police escort remained in the street while Moralis’s limo pulled into the laneway.

‘Thanks for the ride home,’ Natalia said, unfastening Victoria from the car seat.

‘No problem. I’ll work this into some positive angle about harassment of good citizens.’

‘Have a good one,’ Natalia said, amused by his comment.

Mag opened the front door for her.

‘Bonnie is already home,’ she said.

‘Good. Did she explain what was happening?’

‘Someone is targeting you for harassment.’

‘Apparently, I am a homewrecker.’

‘What does that mean?’ Mag said.

‘Means I am trying to break up someone’s marriage.’

‘An Undent term. Whose?’

‘I have no idea.’

Natalia watched Victoria race up the stairs.

‘Tail,’ Victoria said.

‘If she doesn’t nap, can you watch her while I nap?’

‘Bonnie will be over shortly. It’s her day.’

‘Okay. I’ll wait for her.’

Natalia went up to see what Victoria was up to. The kitten was again asleep on top of a stack of towels.

‘I think this is kitty nap time. If you go lie down, I’ll bring her.’

Victoria raced out of the bathroom. Natalia followed, carrying the towel with Tail. She was a little surprised that the kitten remained on the towel and didn’t feel disturbed.

‘Here is Tail. You’re a good mommy to her.’

Natalia thought this was too easy to get Victoria to take a nap. She wondered how long this would work. Victoria curled around the towel.

‘I’ll be in my room napping, too.’

She heard Bonnie coming up the basement stairs.

Victoria nodded but her full focus was on Tail.

Victoria watched out of the corner of her eyes when her mother left. She watched until her mother was in her own room and out of sight. However, Victoria could still hear her.

‘How are you, Tail? Did you miss me?’ she said in the softest of voice.

Meerup.

‘Quiet now.’

Tail yawned.

‘Don’t do that.’

Victoria found that she had to yawn.

‘Just a little nap. I heard them talking that Becky might come over.’

Meerup.

‘You’ll like Becky.’

Victoria paused.

‘I won’t let her eat you.’

She heard her mother settle on her bed. Downstairs, she heard Bonnie and Mag talking, but couldn’t make out the words. A moment later, Bonnie came up the stairs to peek in at her before going back downstairs. She thought Bonnie wasn’t as quiet as Mag was. Mag could sneak up on her, but Bonnie couldn’t. She heard the basement door shut, but only one set of steps doing down. Somebody had left, but she didn’t know who.

Meerup.

‘Nap time,’ Victoria said.

She shut her eyes and smiled. It had been really fun riding up front with Bonnie. Especially since Bonnie told her everything she was doing, even though she didn’t understand just what it meant. There were somethings she was going to ask Becky.

‘Victoria. Becky is here.’

Victoria bolted upright. Tail was licking her paws. There were noises downstairs.

‘Victoria.’

Her mother was no longer in her room but downstairs. She heard the front door close. For a moment, she wondered how long she slept until a cry rose up to her.

‘Victoria.’

The scream came from the front door.

‘Becky,’ she screamed, sliding from the bed and displacing Tail.

She almost tripped over her feet running out of her room.

‘Becky. Becky.’

She went butt first down the stairs as fast as she could go, saying Becky’s name after every step. Becky was there jumping up and down. They ran into each other in an embrace.

‘I think they’re happy to see each other,’ Harold said.

There was laughter.

Victoria registered that her father and Becky’s dad were only wearing shorts. Her mom and Becky’s mom were wearing dresses. Everyone was barefoot.

‘Where’s Tail? Show Becky your present,’ Natalia said.

‘No hunt. No eat,’ Harold said in a stern voice.

Becky nodded, following Victoria up the stairs, but halfway up they stopped because Tail met them.

‘Tail,’ Victoria said in a squeal.

Meerup.

‘Can I touch her?’ Becky said.

Victoria nodded and demonstrated by giving Tail a pat.

‘Gentle,’ Harold said from the foot of the stairs.

Becky reached out to touch Tail.

‘I’m amazed that thing is still alive,’ Harold said.

‘We told her no hunt,’ Uri said. ‘Are we ready to go?’

Victoria watched the adults head to the kitchen. Bonnie still stood there watching them. Becky gently stroked Tail’s back.

‘She’s soft like rabbit.’

‘No eat,’ Victoria said, remembering what Becky said about rabbits and how to skin them.

Becky nodded.

Victoria heard the adults go through the basement door and down the steps.

‘Upstairs. Tea party,’ Becky said.

Victoria nodded. She turned and ran up the remainder of the stairs on both hands and feet. Tail flashed past her. Once inside her room, Victoria grabbed toys to put on the floor. Becky created a circle with them.

Becky put up a hand to have her stop moving. Victoria listened to the sound of Bonnie walking back into the kitchen.

‘We just have to worry about Bonnie,’ Becky said. ‘I know everyone is heading to the Festival.’

She was speaking as quiet as she could. Victoria had to listen hard to hear her.

‘What’s that?’

‘Big adult party.’

Becky was looking around the room.

‘They put sensors on your door,’ Becky said.

‘What?’

‘They know when you leave your room.’

‘I’m not supposed to leave my room at night until it’s light out,’ Victoria said, not that she always obeyed them.

However, her parents always seemed to know and made sure she went back to bed.

‘There is a remote box that controls it. I bet it’s in their bedroom. If you get it and turn it off, you can go anywhere at night,’ Becky said.

They both smiled and giggled. Victoria had some ideas on how to get it.

‘Tonight, everyone will be gone until light,’ Becky said. ‘We can do anything as long as Bonnie isn’t watching.’

‘We can’t get into the basement.’

‘Is the door always locked?’

Victoria nodded.

‘Probably a handprint door. No way to go through that. You probably have grubbies in the basement.’

‘We have grubbies in the refrigerator. Tail eats them.’

Becky giggled.

‘Live grubbies. The dead ones are in the refrigerator. Live grubbies can hurt. My daddy showed me.’

Victoria nodded, absorbing the information.

‘That’s why they don’t want you down there. Besides, the only way to get though a handprint door is to jam it open before it totally closes.’

Sounds at the stairs shut them up. They automatically pretended to play with the toys. Victoria recognized Bonnie’s steps.

‘Here are some things for your tea party,’ Bonnie said.

She set down a plate with four cookies and two cups of tea.

‘Thanks,’ Becky said.

Victoria kept in a giggle because tea party was code for sneaking away to talk, but Bonnie had taken them seriously.

Becky smiled at her while they listened to Bonnie go back down the stairs. Victoria could smell that the cookies were warm. She was glad to see it was the black tea in the cups.

‘You have it nice,’ Becky said, reaching for a cookie. ‘My dad is pretty strict. We can only eat in the kitchen.’

Victoria grabbed a cookie. Tail sniffed them.

‘She likes cookies, too,’ Victoria said, grabbing up a second cookie.

Becky lurched for the last one.

While Victoria ate her second cookie, she thought about the secret area behind her changing table.

‘I have a secret area with secret papers,’ she said, after she finished the last crumb of her cookie.

Becky’s eyes lit up.

‘Where?’