Anita nodded at that. Taking the time set her single sipped coffee on the table beside them in the thought that the little interrogation was over and done with. She had just began to lean forward when he asked her about the marks, the one bit of information she did not expect him to ask. For many of the other vampires and supernatural creatures buzzing around St. Louis, they just guessed that Jean-Claude managed to ensnare her, the Executioner, into falling in love with him or vice versus. But this one….
“He saved me.” she answered plainly, leaning back into the chair as relaxed as she could although she couldn’t help the rigidity of her movements at her surprise. “He was… protecting me from her.” Although it was almost said through gritted teeth. Anita hated that that slimy vampire put those marks on her. She would never be certain if he did it to actually help her or to help himself. The animator wasn’t sure about anything when it came to him.
“No one that matters,” was her solid response. This was another moment that she was willing to throw anyone else under the proverbial bus. Especially not buses that had fangs sharp enough to rip your spine. “Are we done here? I could just send you my police report on the whole thing. Everything on there is true and doesn’t require us to tiptoe.”
“He saved you? Well now I could understand that being the reason for the first mark but the second? No I have a feeling he forced that upon you.” Axel commented as he watched how rigid she became at those questions. “Did he explain them fully to you?” He asked.
“So none…Hmm….I have heard that it was the one they call death that was with you. Should I be worried about him?” THe vampire asked as he leaned back in his chair and smiled at her responses to him, he knew that his questioning and asking her to come and meet him had annoyed her. “A police report tells me what happened but does not explain it, I would rather hear from those that were there than read a report. I did not mean to make you mad with this.” He explained as he stood up.
“We are done, should I need anything else form you I will contact you. Which is the best way to contact you Ms. Blake?” Axel asked as he gathered the cups and put them back on the tray.
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