Dead and Damaged (The Endangered Series Book 2) by S.L. Eaves

Author:S.L. Eaves [Eaves, S.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-08-31T22:00:00+00:00

Once inside the helicopter I look around at these humans sporting crosses around their necks. No wonder they think I’m a traitor. This does look really bad.

Sullivan examines the shackles.

“I don’t have the equipment to remove them with me, but we can get them off at the base.”

“Okay. How did you guys get here so fast?”

“We have one of the fastest choppers tax money can buy,” he smiles.

“Nice. I owe you guys big time.”

“Yes, you do. Abrams is on his way in.”

“Good.”

“Care to tell me why vampires are after you?”

“Oh, that—just a little family spat.”

“You’re kidding, right? That looked pretty hairy.”

“They’re a violent bunch.” I point at my leg. “Can you cut the bullet out?”

He bends down, sees the bloodstained hole in my jeans.

“We have a first aid kit on board.”

“Knife will do the trick.”

He shrugs, fishes a knife out of the cargo pocket of his pants, snaps it open, and crouches down to get a better look at the wound.

“You sounded alarmed when you called earlier.”

“Yeah, well, you know how humans tend to fear what they don’t understand?” I grimace as I feel the knife work the bullet free. “As a vampire, I tend to fear other vampires because I understand perfectly well what they are capable of. And this little…misunderstanding has one vampire in particular chomping at the bit to take me out.”

I feel my leg heal as Sullivan holds up the crushed remnants of a bullet.

“Thanks.”

“And I take it this misunderstanding has a lot to do with us? The recent operation?”

I nod. “At this point I’m not even sure how much is about my choice in colleagues and how much it’s about a certain member of my clan feeling threatened,” I shrug. “Then again, maybe they are onto something. Maybe I am the enemy. Suppose it’s all subjective.”

“Jesus, and I thought government politics were bad.”

I look out the window as we soar across the ocean. White crests slam against the rocky coastline.

“Sullivan, sometimes we have to bleed for the wicked even if the wicked won’t bleed for us.”

***

“I’m not going in there,” Crina declares as Xan gets out of the passenger side.

“Probably for the best.” He shuts the door behind him and heads up the hill to the house.

After a brief hesitation, he decides to let himself in rather than knock. Inside is quiet. He goes to his bedroom and gathers his duffle, which has more weapons gear than clothes.

He turns to leave and finds Dade at his door, his big frame filling the doorway.

“You find her?”

“Nope—well, yeah, but she escaped. Her government buddies intervened.”

“That’s no good…Where you headed then?”

Dade steps aside to let Xan pass. Quinn and Vega have gathered in the hallway.

“To talk with Marcus. Try to make sense of all this.”

“At the compound?” Vega asks.

Xan nods.

“Your funeral, Xan.” Quinn doesn’t hide her displeasure.

“I’m caught in the middle of this. I got no beef with anyone here, but I won’t defy Marcus.” He pauses, then adds, “And from what I’ve seen, I’m inclined to believe him.

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