Immortals 04 - The Gathering by Jennifer Ashley

Author:Jennifer Ashley
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-12-29T20:27:01+00:00

Leda recruited Fulton, who had an SUV waiting halfway down the road, to drive them to Septimus's club. Kelly followed in her sedate limo.

The vampire club looked lifeless when they pulled in front of it, the black-painted doors closed, a metal grate pulled over them. The rest of the tall building was bare brick with no windows—vampires lived there. The street lay empty, scattered trash moving in the breeze.

Leda got out of the car, Mukasa jumping out of the back as soon as Fulton released the latch. The black eye of a camera above the door trained on them; then the grates began to roll back.

Kelly emerged from her own car as gracefully as a socialite arriving at a soiree. She pushed open the club's door with the ease of one accustomed to entering this place anytime she wanted and walked inside.

"Septimus?" she called.

The club looked much different than it did when open, chairs stacked on tables, dim fluorescent bulbs throwing a chill light over the place. Everything was tidy, the floor polished, looking more like an ordinary restaurant with a meticulous owner than a club where people came to indulge themselves with vampires.

Septimus stepped out of the shadows to Kelly and took her hands, pressing a brief kiss on her upturned lips. He glanced at the others, raising brows when he saw Fulton.

"Samantha's father," Leda explained. "Long story."

Septimus's elegant brows rose another notch, but he led them all back to his office.

The human driver waited there, his face as white as any vampire's. He had two red puncture wounds on his neck, though he was still alive and radiating fear.

"Tell us what happened," Leda said to the driver before Septimus could speak. She tried to sound reassuring, but the man paled further.

"He doesn't know," Septimus said in disgust. "He swears he picked up Hunter and drove straight here, making no stops. Hunter never got out of the car, he claims, and no one got in."

"If the door opens, the dash lights up," the driver stammered. "And there's a buzzer. Has to be, for the safety of the passengers. Some people like to party in Septimus's limos, hang out of the car or try to jump out. So I control the doors from the front."

Septimus listened with strained patience. "We found Hunter's sword and nothing else." He gestured to the thick, wavy blade that rested on a table by itself. "I know it's his. It radiates so much magic I don't want to touch it."

Leda moved numbly to the table. She hadn't seen the sword far from Hunter's side since he'd first dropped onto her island. She touched the black hilt, worn from centuries of use.

"He wouldn't have left it behind if he could have helped it," she said.

"I never saw him go," the driver bleated. "Never saw anyone in the back with him, never saw a portal."

"He's telling the truth," Septimus said in a dry voice. "I tasted it on him, but that doesn't mean he wasn't spelled."

"Could a demon do that?" Leda asked Fulton.

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