[Night Huntress 03] - At Grave's End by Jeaniene Frost

Author:Jeaniene Frost
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2009-01-05T00:00:00+00:00

SEVENTEEN

W E FOLLOWED ANTHONY INTO THE PARKING lot. His ride was a black stretch limousine. As soon as we approached it, I squeezed Tate’s hand, but he’d already sensed it.

“Who else is in there?” he demanded, halting a few feet away.

Anthony grabbed Tate just as the doors opened and two vampires streaked out. One helped Anthony hold Tate, and the other yanked me by the arm. That single gesture told me in a split second they didn’t know who I was. If they had, this chump would’ve had me in a bear hug at knifepoint.

“Don’t hurt us!” I wailed. There were only four of them, plus Anthony. Two of them were Masters, but not overly strong, so I guessed this was Anthony’s guard for when he went out on the town. There were too few of them for it to be a setup.

Tate swung his gaze to me with sudden clarity, then smacked at the hands restraining him.

“I’ll get into the car, no need to shove me,” he barked.

Anthony didn’t let go, but he nodded to the other man, who held the door open with sarcastic flourish. “After you.”

Mentally I sent messages to Bones, telling him to back off and let these punks lead us straight to Hykso. It was a step of faith—I didn’t how far away he was or if he could hear me. It wasn’t like I could check the bars on my cell phone, after all.

I hunched my shoulders and scurried after Tate, letting fear leak out of my pores, a neat trick I’d developed over the years. To a vampire in a controlling position, it was the sweet scent of victory.

“What’s going on?”

My voice trembled for effect while I measured each of the five men in the limo, gauging their strengths. They hadn’t frisked me for weapons, which was just not smart. I had two throwing knives taped to my upper back, and the heels on my shoes weren’t wood.

“We’re being kidnapped,” Tate answered coolly as the car sped off. “Don’t worry, they’re only interested in me.”

Anthony grinned, elbowing his closest companion. “Can you believe the luck, finding one of Bones’s people at the carnival? Patra will be so happy!”

The other vampire didn’t share Anthony’s giddiness. His gaze traveled over me in a calculated manner. He dies first, was my instant decision. A thinker, didn’t need one of those.

“And his gray-eyed, red-haired friend? You haven’t mentioned her.”

Something was in his hand, and I made a bleat of terror as a normal person would when it pointed at me. A gun, well, getting shot hurt less than getting burned, that was for damn sure. As long as he didn’t blow a hole in my head or heart, any other area could get fixed.

Anthony giggled like a joke had been told. “Kratas, why Patra assigned you to me, I’ll never know. She’s a fake, of course. Tate’s into role-playing. He’s got a thing for the real Reaper, it’s common knowledge. Maybe I’ll keep the redhead for a while.

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