Iker the Unseen (Iker the Cleaner Book 1) by Orlando A. Sanchez

Author:Orlando A. Sanchez [Sanchez, Orlando A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bitten Peaches Publishing
Published: 2021-06-23T22:00:00+00:00

EIGHT

I equipped my gun with LIT rounds and waited for Sabine to check in.

The Duke property was located on the corner of 78th Street and 5th Avenue, across the street from Central Park. The two story mansion was an impressive property, dominating the corner it sat on. It was a throwback to a much earlier time in the city’s history, when mansions on ‘Millionaires Row’ were a prerequisite for the new elite class, denoting wealth and status.

Tonight, I would transform it from Renault’s residence to his mausoleum. I approached from the park, the trees providing adequate cover in the darkness.

“I’m in place,” Sabine’s voice came over the coms. “I have 5th and 78th covered. The rest of the place is yours.”

“Confirm perimeter security,” I said, peering into the darkness. “I have six outside.”

“Confirmed. Six outside,” Sabine replied. “Another ten inside. Renault stays on the top floor. Outside guards are normals, inside are DCE-V.”

“I can circumvent the outside security. Inside will be…difficult.”

I recalled the position of the new security measures, specifically the UV lamps and runic defenses.

“If the security is competent, you’ll have eight minutes before reinforcements arrive,” Sabine said. “I can get their attention for three minutes more before they overrun my location. After that, we extract or die.”

“Eleven minutes is a lifetime,” I said. “On my mark, drop the three on 5th Avenue. There’s an alley between the buildings I can use to gain access.”

“And the other three?”

“Dispatch them once I’m inside. Do not kill them.”

“Understood,” Sabine said. “What about the DCE-V?”

“I’ll deal with the ones inside. Even your Omega rifle will have difficulty shooting through that glass. I don’t expect to be in there after eight minutes, but if I am, thin the DCE ranks, then extract before the cutoff time.”

“Sounds like Meg is going to sing tonight.”

“You are to extract before the cutoff. Are we clear?”

“Can’t get any clearer,” Sabine said. “Waiting for your signal.”

To say Sabine had anger issues was a gross understatement. She harbored an irrational hatred of vampires, which was ironic, considering who saved her.

“Ten seconds,” I said, moving into position. “Once I phase shift, begin.”

“I have you in my sights. Once you go ghost, I’ll put them to sleep.”

My ability to phase shift was part of my curse. There are plenty of stories of my kind transforming into bats, and other assorted creatures. Most of them were myths. There were, however, rare vampires cursed with the Mark of Bahkri—the ability to phase shift through space.

Another reason the Dark Council feared and hated me.

Bahkri, one of the original Daystriders, had perfected this ability, managing to enter and escape enclosed areas by phase shifting, an ability similar to planewalking, but much shorter in duration.

The benefits were considerable in my line of work. No target was off limits, no one was untouchable. The danger of the mark lay in its abuse. Prolonged phase shifting could result in a permanent out-of-phase state.

I would be rendered immaterial, unable to affect reality around me—a ghost of sorts.

Needless to say, I used my ability sparingly, opting for speed, misdirection, and illusion to simulate it.

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