Experiment in Terror 09 Dust to Dust(15)
“Perry,” Maximus said, his low voice drawing me out of my thoughts.
I snapped my eyes to him with renewed verve. “What?”
He shook his head ever so gently. “Don’t even think about it.’
I frowned. “What are you talking about?” He couldn’t have just heard my thoughts, could he have? He wasn’t like us.
He slowly licked his lips and turned away, his gaze resting on the people passing by, hurrying, going about their busy but normal lives. He seemed to have an internal debate with himself. He sighed and then leaned back against the bench, his wide frame nearly knocking Ada over the side. She gave a little grunt of annoyance at his intrusion into her personal space.
“I know what you’re thinking,” he finally said, his words measured, as if he wasn’t sure how much each one was worth.
“You can hear my thoughts?” I asked loudly, then quickly lowered my voice when I realized we were in public. Ada stopped eating, mid-chew, and craned her head to give him a look.
He gave me a quick smile. “Sometimes. You’re right. I’m not like you. But I still pick up on things and I know enough to tell you not to go into the Thin Veil. I don’t think you’ll find what you’re looking for.”
“And what’s that?” I asked.
“Pippa.”
“Hold up,” Ada said, raising a finger in the air. “Let me get this straight. You, Ginger Rogers, you know about the Thin Veil. About our grandma. You can hear Perry’s thoughts.”
He nodded, not seeming to appreciate another nickname.
“And how do you know all this?” I asked. “For how long?” I thought back to my possession and was hit with anger. “And for God’s sake, don’t tell me you knew back when I was possessed!”
“Perry,” Maximus said gently, “I couldn’t hear your thoughts back then. It wasn’t until after you went into the Veil that I was able to pick up on you. You do remember the Veil, right? How Dex had to go in there and pull you out. You do not want to go back in there. If Pippa wanted you to –”
“Oh fuck off,” I sneered. “What the hell do you know about her? How dare you keep all of this to yourself!”
“I didn’t,” he said quickly. “Dex knows.”
My eyes widened then turned hard. “What?” I roared, getting to my feet, my iced coffee splashing out of the cup. “Dex knows?! Since when?”
He looked momentarily frightened but answered with conviction. “Since New Orleans.”
Before I had a chance to stew on that, to simmer on the fact that Dex had kept something from me, Ada spoke up.
“And what exactly does Dex know,” Ada asked. “You can hear Perry’s thoughts. You know about the Veil? What else?” She narrowed her eyes at him and leaned in closer. “Just who are you, you ginger freak?”
A wash of shame came over his brow. “I am Maximus Jacobs. A mere mortal like you both.”
“Mortal?” I repeated, finding it an odd choice of word. Everything about this was odd.
He nodded. “Yes. But, as I’m sure you’re guessing, it wasn’t always that way.”
“That’s totally not what I was guessing,” Ada commented.
Maximus looked to me. “You remember your Jacob, right?”
My Jacob. Spikey-haired, damaged, totally inhuman. He led me astray when I was fifteen and put the rest of my life into turbulent action. “How could I forget?” Then, wait. How did he know about them?
He raised his brows expectantly but I was too slow to piece it together. “Well,” he said, “I was Dex’s Jacob. Before that I was someone else’s. And after that I was Rose’s.”
“Rose?” This was crazy. I almost laughed. “So Dex…wait. Did Dex know? He must have.”
“No,” he said, shaking his head. “He didn’t. Which is why he, well, floundered through life I reckon.”
“He was in a mental asylum,” I said, feeling that anger build again. “You put him there.”
“No,” he said sharply. “I did not. I tried to help Dex, really I did. But I just couldn’t handle it, handle him. You weren’t there, you don’t understand.”
“Oh, I understand. He slept with your girlfriend and suddenly you didn’t want to help him anymore. Is that it?”
“Perry, please, it’s in the past.”
I rolled my eyes. “No wonder Dex hated you.”
He flinched as if hurt. “He didn’t know.”
“I bet on some level he did. That you were there to help him and then you abandoned him.” I tried to slice him with the word.