Carpathian 10 - Dark Symphony

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    "At least they wrapped him in the best lace available."
    "That's not funny."
    Vlad kept Eleanor firmly in his arms. "Welcome to the family, Antonietta. It has been our pleasure to meet you. I need to take my life mate home and care for her."
    "Grazie for all you have done, both of you. The next time we meet, hopefully things will be back to normal."
    "Until then."
    Antonietta listened, but there were no footsteps. She knew they were no longer in the room. "How do you do that? Just vanish into thin air? Not use doors?"
    "I will teach you." He pulled a chair to the edge of the bed. "Paul will be different, more aware, as you are. His hearing, his sight, everything will be that much more acute. And I can always touch his mind. It will be a different path than ours, but the connection will be there."
    "Did you pick up on what happened to him?"
    "I am going to wake him briefly so we can talk. He will be weak. His body does not have the ability to heal as quickly as mine does." Byron took her hand. "I know you have many questions for me. I will answer all of them before the night is over." He brought her fingers to his mouth, nibbled on the sensitive pads. "Paul. Paul, come back to us now. You can rest soon, but you need to speak with Antonietta. You want to tell her something. It is very important to you to tell her the truth."
    Antonietta heard the compulsion buried in his voice, was astonished that she recognized it for what it was. "Your voice is hypnotic, isn't it?"
    "Yes, when I choose."
    Paul stirred, moaned softly. "Toni?"
    "I'm here, Paul." She tugged her hand free to rest her palm on her cousin. "You're going to live, but you mustn't move around too much."
    "I had strange dreams."
    "I know. It can happen that way, Paul. How did this happen? Tell me. We need to talk to the police."
    "No. You can't do that, Toni. Promise me. Please promise me you won't go to the police."
    His agitation rose sharply.
    Byron rested a hand on his shoulder, calming him instantly. "Tell us, Paul. We will handle whatever it is together." Do not mention the authorities again. He will undo all we have wrought.
    "I know you thought I was stealing from the family, Toni. I don't blame you for believing that. I wanted you to think I was gambling again."
    "Why, Paul?" There was hurt in her voice, pain in her heart.
    Byron's fingers curled around the nape of her neck, began a slow, soothing massage to ease the tension out of her.
    "I went to a party a few months ago on a yacht. The owner had a priceless painting on display. It was one of ours, Toni. I went immediately to the police, and they told me they had been investigating the theft of treasures from prominent families for months. I knew someone in our family had to be helping whoever was behind the thefts. No one knew the way to the vaults, let alone the codes to get in, except you, Nonno, and Justine. I knew you and Nonno would never sell out our family. So I volunteered to help the police find the thieves."
    "Paul, what were you thinking?"
    "I was perfect for it. I already had the bad reputation. I always needed money. I was believable. It was easy enough to start paying attention to Justine." Paul's voice was weak, his
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    breathing labored. "She was under suspicion, the one person who would have access to all the security codes. And she would know the way to the art rooms and the vaults."
    "This is too hard for you," Antonietta said. "We'll talk later when you're stronger."
    Paul's hand covered hers. "I fell in love with her, Toni. I know you're angry with her, and she probably deserves to be in jail, but I'm asking you to let her go. Tell her to go back to America. Just don't put her in jail."
    Byron shook his head. She is not involved in any conspiracy other than trying to help Paul find a way to pay off his gambling debts. She has never stolen anything from the Scarletti family. Unlike your family, Justine is easy enough to read.
    "I would never believe such a thing of her. After all these years, why would she suddenly decide to steal?" Antonietta asked Paul.
    "It has to be her. There is no one else," Paul said. "She