Christopher: Blood Brotherhood – Erotic Paranormal Dark Fantasy Romance

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several times, and they were working on a cure for them.
    The agate had been the biggest find for them all. Not that the people found much use for it here, but in his realm, it had been as valuable as gold was here. Dolin and Ward had used them to convert some of the malefactors into stronger and meaner killing machines. Now...well, he wasn’t sure what they were doing, other than resurrecting things that had long since died out. And that was making him think they were getting desperate.
    After telling Ruben he would return soon and that he’d look for some of the items on his own list, Hector made his way to the portal. There hadn’t been one before on this property, but he had set one up the last time he’d been to the other world. Remy thought it a good idea; that way no one could come back with him that they didn’t want to. Anything that came through it without permission would die. Anyone with ill will or murder on their mind would also die. It was a safety net that Remy had insisted on and Hector loved. Remy, for all his old world ways, was a very brilliant man, Hector thought.
    The first thing he saw when he exited the portal was destruction. Not the kind of destruction that one would find in a developing neighborhood, but things were destroyed in a way that made him think there had been a great deal of anger in it. Just as he was bending to see what was shining back at him on the ground in the otherwise desolate area, he saw Benton moving in his direction.
    Hector was shocked at what he looked like. Not only did the man look as if he’d been chewed up and spit out, a term that Vicki had taught him, but he’d been chewed in a way that made him look as if he was close to his own death. Laying low while keeping an eye on the creature, he listened to what he was saying. The man seemed to be having a conversation with Ward. But as far as Hector could see, there was no one with him.
    “I know that’s what you said, but I’ve no way of making that work. You know that, as I have repeated myself several times on the matter by now.” The long pause made Hector think that Benton was listening to the phantom Ward talk. “Yes, yes. I get it. If we kill them then we can have all the stones we want and build an army of my men. But I have to be able to make the drugs first. I’ve only just a few left, and that’s not enough if that bitch tries to burn me again with her evil magic.”
    Benton moved around the area, circling around and around like he was looking for something. Hector did as well. Whatever the man wanted, he wanted it too. Then he remembered the shining object and looked around until he found it.
    It was a vial of something clear. The needle was bent in an odd way, but the cylinder was full of the liquid. Putting it in the pouch that he’d brought with him, Hector watched and listened to Benton. It was then that he realized that he was looking for what Hector had found.
    “I know that you say you didn’t take it, Ward, but where is it if you don’t have it? That medicine is all that I have to keep me from hurting. I hurt all the time now, thanks to Rembrandt. I need it. Randall thought to keep if all from me, but you know how smart I am, and that was his downfall.” Benton limped by him, dragging his long arm behind him as he did. “I need to find a way to make more of it, and then I will be master of all there is to see. That and only that will keep me from being killed when I go back there. And then I’m going to kill Rembrandt. Did I tell you I was there recently? They have a nice place, and here I live with nothing. Not even a clean bed. I, master of all, have been reduced to living in a cave where there is nary a stone to keep me warm.”
    Hector wondered where the cave was, but concentrated on what Benton was saying. It seemed like gibberish, but he pulled out his note pad and began writing as quickly as he could. His handwriting was very neat most of the time, but right now he didn’t care

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