Protector of Midnight: an Urban Fantasy Novel (Chronicles of Midnight Book 1) by Debbie Cassidy

Author:Debbie Cassidy [Cassidy, Debbie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

I rounded the side of the building diving into the shadows where the scream had come from. The daggers that Cassie had given me were in my hands, ready just in case. Hopefully, now I had those to hand the other ones tattooed on my wrist would stay put. But the scene before me clearly didn’t require a weapon. What we needed was an ambulance.

“Serenity, wait.” Drayton came up behind me and stopped and stared at the woman on the ground, partially buried in the sand. The face was familiar—the woman from the bar that the Sanguinata had been accosting. Shit. I fell to my knees and checked for a pulse, there was one, but barely.

“She’s alive.” I glanced over my shoulder at Drayton. “Call an ambulance. Now.”

And then I began to tug, her body slid out of the sand and I pulled her into my lap, cradling her. “You’re okay. You’re going to be okay.”

“Damn it, Serenity. You could be contaminating valuable evidence.”

“Sod the evidence. She’s alive and I intend to keep her that way.”

He turned away on the phone as he spoke to the operator. Someone had tried to bury her alive? Who? The Sanguinata? He was the obvious suspect.

“What? No fuck you very much,” Drayton shoved his phone in his pocket then leaned down and scooped up the human.

“What are you doing? Did you call the ambulance?”

“They’re not coming. You want to keep her alive, then come with me.”

We rushed toward the vehicle just as several people came pouring out of The Deep. I caught a glimpse of a familiar sequined dress and the flash of carrot hair, and then we were loading the woman up into the backseat of the car. Cassie was still nowhere to be seen, and although the thought of leaving her behind with Killion was less than appealing, Drayton’s lack of concern and the woman in need of dire medical attention lifted my misgivings.

Drayton drove like a demon, which was kinda ironic, and we reached the hospital in just over ten minutes. With the woman cradled in his arms, Drayton strode toward the entrance to the three story brightly lit building. The doors slid open and we were bathed in garish light. Formica chairs lined the room beyond the foyer, a huge semi-circle reception desk jutted out from the wall to our left and corridors snaked off left and right, white, clean and sterile. A woman in a nurse’s uniform looked up from a monitor at reception and then came rushing toward us.

“Drayton?” she said. “Is that a human?”

“Yes, and I need her seen to, Emmy.”

An orderly appeared with a stretcher and Drayton laid the human on it.

Emmy glanced about. “Damn it, Drayton. You know we don’t treat humans here.”

“What?” I looked up at Drayton. “This is the hospital right?”

Emmy spoke. “Yes, it is a hospital. A hospital for nephs.” Her lips were tight. “The humans have their own facilities and they would never allow one of us through their doors.”

“Look,

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