Laws of the Blood 3: Companions by Sizemore Susan

Author:Sizemore, Susan [Sizemore, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Group
Published: 2001-10-01T06:00:00+00:00

“In most cases,” Selena recited quietly to herself as she approached the front of the dark building set squarely in the center of the block of brick row houses, “the cliché about killers returning to the scene of the crime is a crock of shit. But in the case of serial killers, returning to the scene to relive the thrill of the experience is frequently part of the killer’s behavior.” She was quoting from a seminar on criminal profiling she’d attended at the FBI training center in Quantico, Virginia, a few months before. She’d been thinking of Sandy as a serial killer until she learned the truth. Maybe this time, she thought, the killer simply doesn’t have anywhere else to go.

There was a chance that Sandy had left town, but Selena didn’t think so. Sandy had come to her, looking for help. Selena didn’t think Sandy, disoriented as she was, would leave before making another stab at getting Selena to lead the revolution.

“Stab.” She snorted. The shadowy image of some unknown, evil he bending over a victim flashed across her mind. “Yeah, I could see myself stabbing that.”

The neighborhood was a low-crime, white-collar sort, and the hour was late. There was more than one building on the block where the lights were out and no signs of life stirred. Streetlights showed an empty sidewalk, cars were parked in a solid line on the curbs, and street traffic was at a minimum. The street was in the very heart of the busy city, but this section of town had settled down for the night. The building in the middle of the block exuded a different sort of quiet, one even hard for her to detect, and she was looking for it. Plus, she had the address. In all the other buildings, people were sleeping. In this one, someone very psychic was hiding, hoping those who lived by night and fed off mental energy would pass her by.

Selena shook her head sadly and took one more look up and down the street, all her senses searching the area. She wasn’t a vampire—a dozen of them could have been lurking in the shadows and she might not have detected them—but she liked to think she had certain skills. Maybe it was a Roma thing, though mention of vampires had never come up in any family discussions she’d ever heard nor in any of Aunt Catie’s training. Maybe it was the reluctant bond she shared with the badest ass of all badass Nighthawk Hunter Enforcer dudes. Maybe it was trust in her own abilities and a capacity to transfer law enforcement training, experience, and street smarts up to another level once she’d admitted that she could indeed function on a supernatural plane. It was probably all of the above, and there was no one in the street, she decided, and went up to the door.

Larry had given her not only the address but also the key.

For the most part, vampires didn’t hang out in

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