Once Dead, Twice Shy - Kim Harrison [56]
“Josh didn’t get into a fight,” I said. “He collapsed.” I could have lied and told her I fell down and got dirty while catching him, but why bother?
She just looked at me, and I stared back. Finally she pressed her lips together, and with another one of her small noises, she walked over to the receptionist. Officer Levy would probably stay until she could talk to Josh’s parents. I hoped I’d be out of here before they showed up. Josh was a good guy, and I knew they’d take one look at my purple hair and earrings and label me not good enough for their little boy, thinking someone like Amy was better.
I snorted, wondering when I had started thinking of Josh as boyfriend material. We’d spent two afternoons together. Admittedly they were fight-for-your-life afternoons—
which would probably only convince him we were not couple material. My gaze lifted to peer through the windows to Josh’s truck. I’d stashed the amulet under the front seat when we’d gotten clear of the black wings. I didn’t think Nakita would be coming back, but Kairos might, and if he did, he’d know Nakita’s amulet’s resonance. The sound of her screaming had been awful, and I stifled a shiver at the thought of the black wings heavy on me, like a blanket of cold acid eating my memories—my life. Brow pinched, I wondered what I’d lost. The fact that they’d cleaved to Nakita instead had been a shock. It was horrifying, and I hoped she was all right—even if she’d been trying to kill me.
A familiar form in jeans and a T-shirt moving past the windows caught my attention, and I sat up, jaw dropping as Barnabas waited impatiently for the automatic door to open.
“Where have you been?” I demanded when he came in with a gust of air that made his gray duster billow.
“I leave for one day—” he started, his dark eyes cross.
“And it all goes to Hades,” I said as I stood, not wanting him to have the high ground.
“Yeah. I was here dealing with it. I’ve been evading Kairos and Nakita since yesterday!”
I said with hushed forcefulness.
“Nakita?” he asked, clearly not listening to everything I said.
“Yes, Nakita,” I shot back, worried. She’d left in a lot of pain. Angels shouldn’t be in pain, even dark reapers.
Barnabas sat on the edge of a seat across from me and ran a hand over his frizzy brown hair to tame it somewhat. For a reaper, he looked innocent. Especially in the rock-band shirt he had on. “It was you?” he said, and I sat back down beside him. “The songs between heaven and earth say that she was hurt in battle. Naturally Ron thought of you and sent me to check. He, uh, wants to talk to you.”
I bet. Miserable, I sat perfectly straight in my chair. Songs between heaven and earth? I bet that beat CNN with a stick.
Barnabas looked askance at me. “What happened? I can’t believe you took her amulet. Madison, you have to stop doing that. Where’s your guardian angel? We never heard from her that there was trouble.”
“That might be my fault,” I said softly. “I told her to protect Josh, so she didn’t leave to get you. Don’t be mad at her. I told her to do it.”
“Josh?” Barnabas jerked upright. “The guardian angel is supposed to be with you!”
He looked shocked, and I shrugged. “I’m conscious. Josh isn’t. Easy choice.”
“She’s supposed to be with you!” he exclaimed again.
I made an exasperated noise. “I told her to watch him. She saved his life twice now. Kairos tried to kill him yesterday. What was I supposed to do? Let him? I was fine.”
Until the black wings found me. And Grace said I’d cracked my amulet. Freaking fantastic.
Barnabas continued to stare at me in disbelief. “She left you,” he stated. Cripes! Is he still on that? “Not by her choice,” I said, hoping I hadn’t gotten Grace into trouble. “She wasn’t happy about it.” I hesitated, looking down the long white hallway.
“Nakita tried to kill Josh. I think she nicked him. Will he be okay?”
“I don’t know.” Barnabas glanced at the receptionist and the cop, then leaned back with his arms crossed over his chest. “What did you do to Nakita? Taking her amulet