"I bet they deserved it," I said grimly, hugging him again.
"They did," said Oliver, grinning. "And by God he did it with style. Never seen the like before."
Angus nodded in agreement. "He almost got me too."
"Yeah, but I stopped in time. I really don't see what you're complaining about."
My face must have conveyed my bewilderment, because the blonde man smiled at me, and said, "Your brother stopped their hearts. An affinity for electricity must run in the family. I heard you brought Jack down."
"Dad," I tested the taste of that word. Not bad. I guess he liked it too because his smile widened in delight. "I gave him a bit of shock, yes. Angus and Julia did the rest."
"So I heard. It makes me immensely proud to know that my children were ultimately responsible for the downfall of my parents, the evil bastards that they were."
"Anne is dead?" I asked expectantly.
"Oh, yeah," Mark shrugged. "I made sure she died first. She had plans for me." His eyes widened in a parody of horror and disgust, some of which must have been a genuine reaction to the situation he'd been dragged into. "Turns out she was my grandmother," he continued with a theatrical shudder.
"Rough," I agreed, grinning at him.
"You have no idea," he said slowly, and that was when it dawned on me that this brother of mine had become a vampire in two days, and that the transition had been forced on him. I could only imagine what he must have endured to get to this point.
"Did she hurt you?" I asked in a quiet voice, half hoping he wouldn't hear me so I didn't have to listen to the answer.
"She nailed his hands to a chair. Twice." Angus said grimly as Mark hesitated.
"And you killed her," I said, trying to suppress the rage I felt.
"I did," said Mark.
I looked at him for a while, and then I held out my fist for a bump, and said, "Nice."
"Yeah, I thought so," he grinned at me, and I smiled back.
"So, how many did you kill?" I wanted to know.
"Hundred, hundred and fifty, maybe."
"Really?" I was startled by the number, and weirdly proud too.
"Oh, yes," Oliver interjected again. "You should have seen it, it was like a tsunami of death ripping through them. It had all the beauty and power of a natural disaster. I keep watching it over and over in my head."
"He's not lying," said Angus wryly, winking at me. I stopped trying to resist the pull of the man then, and went to sit next to him. Lucky for me, there were no chairs near him, so he pulled me onto his lap instead. I leaned up against his warm chest and buried my face in his neck, inhaling his delicious masculine scent as he curled his arms around me. Bliss. I could have stayed there all day. I would have too, except Julia chose that moment to wander into the room.