You trusted me in the past. Talking to her, however, had given him the chance to pursue another puzzle in my escape: Dimitri's involvement. Especially not the murder of a queen. Certain people deserved it, too--say, like, treasonous murderers. Abe--despite having no legal training whatsoever--had defended me at my hearing.
Another Dragomir needing to be found. What wasn't she telling Jill? She was known for sleeping with half the guys at Court, married or otherwise. Still, it was a start, and Jill seemed to recognize that. At last, I saw what he meant. Jill asked the next best thing. That testimony had left me without an alibi.
Most likely it was a scout who'd seen me and circled ahead for an ambush. Like always, Dimitri drove, which I still thought was totally unfair. I'm supposed to be the general here. Hanegraaff and Brouwer came up with some great characters to put in these books, and the best one, in my opinion, was Vetis. Because not long ago, you were swearing up and down that she was innocent,' pointed out Hans. I uneasily wondered if she'd welcome a half-sibling. But we'll do it together.
Before I could get a clear picture of Lissa's surroundings, a commotion at the jail jerked me back into my own head. But somewhere, as our situations grew increasingly complicated, she'd allowed herself to wield more and more. Unless you've hidden a file inside it. A car alarm could be blamed on someone accidentally getting too close, but a gunshot? After a number of futile efforts, I'd accepted that Dimitri and I were through. How long had passed since we'd parted? They'd had the audacity to accuse me of the highest crime a Moroi or dhampir could commit.
But if you were tense or anxious. Lissa had been working hard to prove my innocence, ever since the hearing that had laid out all the evidence against me. A year ago--though it seemed like eternity--he'd been my instructor in high school, training me to be one of the dhampir guardians who protect Moroi. I doubted a guardian had coincidentally picked this spot in the hopes Dimitri or I would come by. Ahead of me, I could see the center of the mall where several corridors branched out. Moroi and dhampirs--half- vampires like me--were coming from all over the world to see the spectacle. It was my first visitor in days.
I'd seen the chaos already brewing. They were a secret society of humans who helped protect Moroi and dhampir interests, keeping us out of the mainstream human public. The bars in the doorway felt cool against my skin, hard and unyielding. None of it would have been an issue once we switched cars, but they found us too soon. I'm telling you, being Strigoi had nothing to do with this.
A part of Lissa wanted Jill in her life--but managing that would be difficult. We were never truly apart with the bond, but it couldn't take the place of face-to-face communication. I recognized her before she even turned around. Guardians were trained to use guns but rarely carried them. Anyway, if Ambrose had killed her, he'd have done it because he was jealous of me, because Tatiana liked me better. When you find that person.
She didn't seem invested enough to murder Tatiana. I squeezed it in my hand, having no need to look at the words. It didn't matter if that guy was the love of your life or not. Whoever killed Tatiana did a good job covering their tracks and shifting it all to Rose. You took down your enemy.
I sighed again and pulled out a tiny crumpled piece of paper from my pocket. If you work hard and put your mind to it, you might just inherit my brilliant logic skills someday. It picks up where the first book ended and brings all of the characters back from the first book. Lissa didn't just want Jill for the sake of image. Aside from Sydney, everything was quiet and at peace. I never wanted to hurt you; I can't say that enough.