Chapter 7

Shielded by the dark, Gabe rested his palm against Remember’s cheek. “Thank you, my friend, but I’m all right for the time being.” He sighed. In spite of learning his woman was now wed to another man and was heavy with that man’s child, he felt content for the first time since the French vampyre had bit him. 4

“Gabriel.”

Gabe pushed back the lid of the box he spent his days in. “What is it, Remember?” He sat up and stretched.

“The president has sent for us.”

Until he left office, President Washington was the only man in New York City, the nation’s capital—other than Remember—who knew what Gabe was.

“What is it about?”

“Our future, I imagine.” Remember nicked his wrist and held it out for Gabe to drink. “Break your fast—there’s no time to lose.”

“I can’t keep drinking from you.”

“Not that same discussion. We’ll talk about it after we see what the president wants.”