Warm Rain universe, pre-Virgil/Kayo, pre-IR, pre-series.
“There’s someone at the door.”
It was the fourth time Gordon had informed the household and it was particularly irritating that of the five people currently in that house, he was the closest to said door.
“Gordon, you’re an ass.” Virgil stomped past his earphoned and zoned eleven year old brother. The second eldest’s hands were covered in flour and he was hastily attempting to clean them off before he made it to the door.
“And you’re a mule. Hee-haw.”
Virgil didn’t even bother to roll his eyes.
Grabbing the knob he flung open the door.
A man about his father’s age stood on the doorstep. His hair was thinning and he was only about Virgil’s height, but it was his eyes that struck him. An odd green, and they pierced the air between them. Virgil was immediately wary, but with no clear reason why. “Can I help you?”
“I’m here to collect Tanusha.”
Tanusha? No one had called his eleven year old sister ‘Tanusha’ since she had decked Scott three years ago. It had been Kayo ever since, much to his big brother’s annoyance. “And you are?”
“I’m sorry, but you are going to have to be more specific.”
“A very good friend. Send for Tanusha, she will vouch for me.”
He certainly wasn’t inclined to do any such thing. “I’m afraid she isn’t here at the moment. Can I take a message?”
The man’s lips thinned. “I believe she is here and I need to speak with her.”
“I thought you were here to collect her? Where will you be taking my sister?”
“Your sister?” Those eyes widened, then narrowed. “Who exactly are you?”
“Who wants to know?”
“Who is it, Virgil? You’re letting in a draught.” That’s it, Gordon was going down after this.
“Virgil? Virgil Tracy?”
“And you are?”
“Impatiently waiting for Tanusha.”
“Well, you will be waiting for quite some time, because she is not here. Is there anything else I can help you with?” Virgil set his shoulders, but was distracted by a sudden gasp from behind him.
“Oh, no.” It was a fear-filled plea, and as Virgil turned to his sister, the terror in her eyes pierced his heart. There was recognition for the man behind him and a pleading to Virgil himself.
He didn’t hesitate. He slammed the door in the man’s face. “Kay?”
“We have to get out of here now.”
He was beside her, wanting to support her, but ever wary of the girl who didn’t like to be touched.
“Who is he?”
“Tin?” Gordon had finally realised not everything was dandy in the Tracy household.
“We need to call my father, and yours.”
“Dad is fifty miles away.”
Something impacted on the other side of the door. What the-?
“We need to get out of here now!”