lh.narcissusinchains-第36部分
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〃You've got scars on your neck that you didn't have a week ago。 They're all shiny and nearly healed。 How？〃
〃Would you believe I'm not sure？〃
〃No。〃
〃Suit yourself。〃
〃Let me see the scars。〃
I swept my hair to one side and let him trace one large finger down the healed wounds。
〃I want to see the rest of the wounds。〃
〃Don't we need a female officer in here for this？〃
〃Do you really want anyone else to see them？〃
He had a point。 〃Why do you want to see； Dolph？〃
〃I can't force you to show me； but I need to see them。〃
〃Why？〃
〃I don't know；〃 he said； and his voice showed strain for the first time。
I shed the outer shirt and laid it on the table。 I held my left arm out to him； pushing the sleeve of the T…shirt up。
He traced his finger over the marks。 〃What is it about your left arm？ Its always where you get hit the most。〃
〃I think it's because I'm right…handed。 I'll let them chew on my left arm； while I grab a weapon with my right。〃
〃Did you kill what did this to you？〃
〃No。〃
He looked at me； and the anger showed for a second。 〃I wish I believed you。〃
〃Me； too； especially since I'm telling the truth。〃
〃Who； or what； did this to you； Anita？〃
I shook my head。 〃It's been taken care of。〃
〃Damn it； Anita； how can I trust you when you won't talk to me？〃
I shrugged。
〃Is the arm all of it？〃
〃Almost。〃
〃I want to see all of it。〃
There were a lot of men in my life that I'd have accused of just wanting to get my shirt off； but Dolph wasn't one of them。 There'd never been that kind of tension between us。 I stared at him； hoping he'd back down； but he didn't。 I should have known he wouldn't。
I worked the shirt out of my pants and exposed my bra。 I had to raise the edge of the underwire to show the round hole now scar over my heart。
He touched it like he had all the others； shaking his head。 〃It's like something tried to scoop your heart out。〃 He raised his eyes to my face。 〃How the hell did you heal it； Anita？〃
〃Can I get dressed？〃
There was a knock at the door； and Zerbrowski entered without waiting to be asked； while I was still struggling to get my breasts back behind the underwire。 His eyes widened。 〃Am I interrupting？〃
〃We're finished；〃 I said。
〃Gee； and I thought Dolph would have more staying power。〃
We both glared at him。 He grinned。 〃Count Dracula is processed and ready to go。〃
〃His name is Jean…Claude。〃
〃Whatever you say。〃
I had to bend over and rearrange my breasts so the bra would fit right again。 Those underwires hurt if they ride up。 They both watched me do it； and I stubbornly wouldn't turn away。 Zerbrowski watched because he was a cheerful leech； Dolph； because he was angry。
〃Would you take a blood test？〃 he asked。
〃No。〃
〃We can get a court order。〃
〃On what grounds？ I haven't done anything wrong； Dolph； except show up here not dead。 If I didn't know better； I'd say you were disappointed。〃
〃I'm glad you're alive；〃 he said。
〃But sorry you can't bust Jean…Claude's ass。 Is that it？〃
He looked away。 I'd finally hit on it。 〃That's it； isn't it？ You're sorry that you can't arrest Jean…Claude get him executed。 He didn't kill me； Dolph。 Why do you want him dead？〃
〃He's already dead； Anita。 He just doesn't know enough to lie down。〃
〃Is that a threat？〃
Dolph made a low exasperated sound。 〃He's a walking corpse； Anita。〃
〃I know what Jean…Claude is； Dolph； probably better than you do。〃
〃So I keep hearing；〃 he said。
〃What； you're angry because I'm dating him？ You are not my father； I can date who or what I want to date。〃
〃How can you let him touch you？〃 And the anger was there again； rage。
〃You want him dead because he's been my lover？〃 I couldn't keep the surprise out of my voice。
He wouldn't meet my eyes。
〃You're not jealous of me； Dolph； I know that for a fact。 It just bothers you that he's not human； is that it？〃
〃He's a vampire； Anita。〃 He met my gaze then。 〃How can you fuck a corpse？〃
The level of animosity was too personal； too intimate。 And then it hit me。 〃What woman in your life is fucking the undead； Dolph？〃
He took a step towards me； his entire body trembling； his huge hands balled into fists。 The rage rushed up his face in a near purple wave。 He spoke through gritted teeth。 〃Get out！〃
I wanted to say something to make it better； but there was nothing to say。 I moved carefully past him； keeping my eyes on him； afraid he'd make a grab for me。 But he just stood there regaining control of himself。 Zerbrowski walked me out and closed the door behind us。
If I'd been with another woman； we'd have talked about what just happened。 If I'd been with a lot of men in a different line of work； we'd have talked about it。 But Zerbrowski was a cop。 And that meant you didn't talk about the personal stuff。 If you accidentally learned something truly painful； truly private； you left it the fuck alone unless the man involved wanted to talk about it。 Besides； I didn't know what to say。 I didn't want to know that Dolph's wife was cheating on him with a corpse。 He had two sons； no daughters； so who else could it be？
Zerbrowski walked me through the squad room in silence。 A man turned as we entered the room。 He was tall； dark…haired； with gray starting at the temples。 The clean； strong lines of his face were beginning to soften around the edges； but it was still a handsome face in a manly man； Marlboro sort of way。 He looked vaguely familiar。 But it wasn't until he turned his head； exposing the claw scars on the side of his neck； that I recognized him。 Orlando King had been one of the premiere bounty hunters in the country until a rogue shapeshifter had nearly killed him。 The stories could never agree on what animal did it； some said wolf； others bear or leopard。 The story had grown in the telling until I doubt anyone but King himself knew the truth。 King and the shapeshifters that had nearly killed him； if they hadn't all died in the attempt； that is。 He had a rep that he never lost a bounty； never stopped until his creature was dead。 He earned good money lecturing across the country and in other countries。 For his finale he'd take his shirt off and show his scars。 It smacked a little too much of circus sideshow for my taste； but； hey； it wasn't my body。 He also did some consulting with the police。
〃Anita Blake； this is Orlando King；〃 Zerbrowski said。 〃We brought him in to help convict Count Dracula of your murder。〃
I glared at Zerbrowski； who only smiled wider。 He'd keep calling Jean…Claude by his pet names until it stopped getting a rise out of me。 The quicker I ignored it the better。
〃Ms。 Blake；〃 Orlando King said in the deep rolling voice that I remembered from his lectures； 〃so good to see you alive。〃
〃It's good to be alive； Mr。 King。 Last I heard you were lecturing on the West Coast。 I hope you didn't interrupt your tour to e solve my murder。〃
He shrugged； and there was something about the way he moved his shoulders that made him seem taller； broader than he was。 〃There are so few of us that truly pit ourselves against the monsters； how could I not e？〃
〃I'm flattered；〃 I said。 〃I've heard you lecture。〃
〃You came up and spoke to me afterwards；〃 he said。
〃I'm flattered again。 You must meet thousands of people a year。〃
He smiled and touched my left arm； ever so lightly。 〃But not many with scars to rival mine。 And none half so pretty in this line of business。〃
〃Thanks。〃 He was at least two generations removed from me； so I figured his plimenting me wasn't so much flirting as habit。
Zerbrowski was grinning at me； and his grin said he didn't think King was simply being polite。 I shrugged and ignored it。 I've found that if you pretend not to notice that a man is flirting with you； most of them will eventually grow tired and stop。
〃It's good to meet you again； Ms。 Blake。 Especially alive。 But I know that you must be in a hurry if you're going to rescue your vampire boyfriend before dawn。〃 There was the faintest hesitation before the word boyfriend。 I studied his face and found it neutral。 There was no condemnation； nothing but a smile and goodwill。 After Dolph's little fit； it was kind of nice。
〃Thank you for understanding。〃
〃I'd love a chance to talk to you before I leave town；〃 he said。
Again； I wondered if he was flirting； and I said the only thing I could think of。 〃pare notes； you mean？〃
〃Exactly；〃 he said。
I just did not understand my effect on men。 I wasn't that attractive or maybe I just couldn't see it。 We shook hands； and he didn't hold my hand any longer than necessary； didn't squeeze it； or any of those funky things men do when they're interested。 Maybe I was just getting paranoid where men were concerned。
Zerbrowski led me through the sea of desks to fetch Nathaniel。 The police woman； Detective Jessica Arnet； one of the newest members of the squad； was still entertaining Nathaniel at her desk。 She was gazing into his lilac eyes as if there was some hypnotic power in them。 There wasn't； but Nathaniel was a good listener。 That's rare enough in men for it to be a bigger selling point than an attractive body。
〃e on； Nathaniel； we've got to go。〃
He stood instantly but tossed a smile towards Detective Arnet that made her e
