Chapter 15

"Hello," said Ambrosia boisterously to spread the word.

Selma went to them. "Ambrosia, Selma!"

"We were simply doing shots," said Martel. "Allow me to get you both a shot glass — "

"Here, utilize mine," said Selma, who took the peach shoemaker from Ambrosia and went to set it on the table.

Ambrosia grimaced at Mason. "She could do without me definitely."

Bricklayer recently grinned. "We haven't met. Bricklayer Orpheus."

"Gracious, sure," he said. "Ambrosia Sebastine."

"I know," answered the wolf. "Met your sister a few days ago. I've heard incredible things about you."

"Truly?" said the vampire in shock. "That is peculiar. I'm a dick."

Selma could as of now see Ambrosia peering toward a silver set on the counter, and she just understood what he was arranging. "Bricklayer," she said pleasantly, "might we at any point talk alone some place?"

The man gestured, yet Ambrosia snatched Selma's arm generally, frowning at her as though to say, 'You better keep your mouth shut.'

She squirmed her eyebrows as though to say 'You're not my dad, you can drive me to do nothing.'

"Hello," said Mason, asking him to relinquish her. "What's happening?"

"Simply my sibling being a dick unsurprisingly," expressed Selma prior to driving Mason away.

Ambrosia had no real option except to watch them go higher up, where Selma immediately drove Mason into the restroom and shut the entryway.

"Woah there," said Mason when she flicked the light on. "What um… what's happening with you?"

"I am familiar with you," she said just. "That is no joke."

Right away, he was protective. "What on God's green earth do you need from me?"

"Nothing. I simply figure you ought to leave town soon, if possible."

He squinted his eyes, and sniffed. "I realized something about you didn't quite add up. You're one of them, right? A vampire?"

She gestured. "No doubt, as are my siblings. Ambrosia had an insane arrangement to uncover you and pursue retribution since we heard a few quite troubling things, not long before you thumped me to the ground. My sibling is simply attempting to guard us. What's more, since his arrangement for that elaborate harming you, I'm helping you out in the expectations that you'll pay attention to me when I say that you ought to leave as fast as possible."

"I can't leave," said Mason. "My sibling just kicked the bucket. My nephew needs me, presently like never before. I actually have activities — "