He finally looked at her, but his eyes were as distant as his thoughts. He was still lost in past memories. "I had to be sure before I said anything. It's been a long time since we've seen each other, and I might have mistaken her scent."
"But if she's responsible for the vamps in the tunnel, then she might be involved with the kidnappings."
"Elizabeth likes young men, and she likes her harems, but she's not evil."
She clenched her fists again and barely resisted the impulse to hit him. "How can you know something like that? How long has it been since you've seen her?"
His gaze drifted back to the woman in the pool. "Two hundred years."
Two hundred years, and still he carried a torch for her. Nikki's throat felt so dry it ached. "Two hundred years is a long time, Ethan. Anything could have happened in that time."
"She's close to eight hundred years old. If she was going to change, she would have done so long before I met her."
