Roaring Dawn: Macey Book 3 (The Gardella Vampire Hunters 10) by Colleen Gleason

Author:Colleen Gleason [Gleason, Colleen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction/Romance/Paranormal
ISBN: 9781931419895
Publisher: Avid Press
Published: 2016-07-05T04:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

~ Above the Fold ~

By noon on Monday, there’d been no further messages from Iscariot, and no other hint of what he had planned.

“There must be a safer place to put the pyramid than here in the pub,” said Max, looking disgruntled as he set his crossbow and a quiver of bolts on a table. He also looked as if he hadn’t had more than an hour or two of sleep, even after being provided a bed at four o’clock in the morning.

“We have the Rings of Jubai, as well as the stake and rosary that belonged to Giulia Pesaro—in the sacristy at St. Patrick’s Church,” Macey told him. “We could put it with them.”

Max nodded. “That’s the place it all happened, then? With Sebastian? Yes, I think we should remove the pyramid to that safer location.”

Just then, Chas, who’d taken the last shift overnight, came into the pub. He looked only slightly less worn out than he had when Macey saw him last. She couldn’t help but wonder if she, too, looked as bad as her two male counterparts did.

“I’ve figured it out,” Chas said, but he didn’t sound pleased. “Your ‘tongue of the ruby-eyed skull,’” he added, looking at Temple.

“It’s not mine, but lay it on us, brother,” she replied. “What is it and how can we get it?”

“That’s the problem. I don’t know that we can. I hope there’s another solution.”

“Tell us what you’ve figured out,” Max said.

“I went to sleep last night thinking about a—a conversation Macey and I had. She’d mentioned photographs of Paris, and the catacombs under the city, and it reminded me of the time I was there. In the catacombs. I was helping Narcise escape from her brother Cezar Moldavi, and the way we got out from his underground hideaway was through a lesser-known tunnel through the catacombs.”

“That makes some sense—and so one of the skulls in the wall had ruby eyes?” asked Macey. “But surely it wouldn’t still be there—and what did it mean by its tongue?” Her spark of hope disintegrated.

Chas shook his head. “It’s not that simple. The skull wasn’t in the catacombs, anyway. Before Narcise and I managed to escape, I was an unwelcome guest of Cezar’s for several days. It was not at all pleasant, being the recipient of his so-called hospitality.”

His expression hardened and his eyes became haunted. Macey wasn’t certain whether it was due to the memories of being—what? tortured? fed on?—by Cezar, or merely the reminder of Narcise, whom he’d loved and apparently lost.

“I was in one of Cezar’s private chambers, and I found I needed to…well, to have something to focus on in order to, uh, block out the long, burning needles and skewers he was sliding into my body in exchange for information he required.” He tried for a smile, but it came out weak. Macey subdued a shudder.

“As I said, not a pleasant experience. If it weren’t for Narcise…” Chas stopped, shook his head, then seemed to collect himself. “But even during that hazy time, I remember: there was a skull, in his chamber.

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