Halfway to the Grave: A Night Huntress Novel by Jeaniene Frost

Author:Jeaniene Frost [Frost, Jeaniene]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fantasy, Fiction, General, Romance, Occult, Humorous, Suspense
ISBN: 9780575093775
Publisher: Orion Publishing Group
Published: 2010-01-14T12:53:01+00:00

I didn’t need to glance in a mirror to know they were all lit up. Fighting was a sure way to bring out their glow. In that way, it was like an optical erection. Unavoidable once things went past a certain point.

“Lovely, aren’t they?” Bones said silkily. “So at odds with her beating heart. Feel free to be shocked. I know I was when I first saw them glow.”

“But they’re…She can’t…”

“Oh, don’t concern yourself with her any longer, mate. It’s me you need to fret about.”

That returned Charlie’s attention to him. He wiggled, but a flick of the knife stilled him.

“Kitten, someone’s in the other room. They’re human, but don’t rush to assume they’re harmless.”

I pulled out three small throwing blades from my boot and went to check it out. Now I also caught the sound of a heartbeat coming from the back of the apartment. It was in the room Dean had come out of. Did he have warm-blooded backup?

When I neared the room, I dropped to my knees and moved forward in a crawl. A gunshot to the head would be all she wrote for me. I hoped anyone aiming would assume I’d be higher up, and I’d rush him before he squeezed off a shot. Did I have it in me to kill another human? Only one way to find out.

I peered cautiously around the bottom of the door frame—and then ran in with a cry.

“We need an ambulance!”

The girl was staring sightlessly at the ceiling. One look revealed she had no weapons. The only thing she was wearing was her own blood. Her arms and legs were flung out in a blatant pose, and she wasn’t moving. Of course not. She would have been told she couldn’t.

My knives fell from nerveless fingers. I couldn’t stop looking at her. All these years, the vampires I’d killed, and I’d never seen a victim before. Reading about it didn’t even begin to compare to the living, breathing evidence of someone else’s cruelty. My gaze went from her throat, to her wrists, and to the crease of her thigh. All bore distinct puncture wounds that slowly oozed.

They shook me from my state of horrified shock. I grabbed the bedsheet and began ripping it. The girl didn’t even move when I used the strips as bandages and tied them to everything but her neck. That wound I manually applied pressure to, using the remains of the sheet to cover her while I carried her out of the room.

“I have to take her to a hospital—”

“Wait, Kitten.”

Bones gave me an inscrutable look as I hurried into the main room of this hellhole. Charlie barely glanced at the figure in my arms.

He seemed more concerned with his own predicament.

“But she’s lost a lot of blood! And worse!”

Bones knew what “and worse” meant, even if he couldn’t already tell from one sniff. Blood loss could be replenished. Her emotional wounds might never heal.

“You rush her to a local hospital and you may as well kill her.

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