The Living Night: Part Two of a Paranormal Suspense, Horror and Vampire Series (Vampire Thriller Book 2) by Jack Conner

Author:Jack Conner [Conner, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vampire Series and Paranormal Suspense Books
Published: 2014-05-22T23:00:00+00:00

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Danielle froze.

This was too much. Just seconds ago, she’d laid to rest the biggest demon of her life. Emotions pounded through her too fast to name.

Jagoda had no right to be here! This was perhaps the most private moment of her life. Now, after dealing with Malcolm, she was free from the death-squad, free to await Ruegger’s return. Free either to continue their quest or let it go. But now …

He smiled, his big teeth shining wetly in the thin light.

"Jesus," she said, rising and backing away.

"There you go again," he admonished.

"How the hell did you get here?" she said.

"Tunnels, my dear. As you might know, or not, Junger and myself are legendary for our tunnels."

"No ... I mean, how ... in the castle ... ?"

"Blackie granted us unlimited access to this little retreat in reward for our creation of the Tree of Death. You might've heard about it? It was quite well received. Anyway, that is why we built it for him. That was our price. Admission past the gates at any time."

Unable to think, Danielle wiped some of Malcolm's blood away from her mouth and forced herself to breathe evenly. Jesus. What the hell was going on?

At last, she said, "Why’d you come here?"

"Because this is where it's all going down, isn't it? We've been watching for so long, but watching wasn't getting the job done."

Going down? What was going down? "What do you hope to accomplish?"

"We still believe that we're all on the verge of a new world order, and we intend to be in on the ground floor. Now is a time of choosing allies."

"Allies," she repeated dumbly. "So you want me for an ally?"

He laughed. "Not quite, my dear. If you had killed dear Malcolm, it might be another story. That is why I came. Ruegger, maybe, but not you. We need a meal-ticket and we can't have morals getting in the way."

For some reason, this didn't seem to shame him at all, this admission that he was just looking for someone to take him where he wanted to go. But, as Danielle had been raised to believe that you must find friends where you could, maybe he'd been conditioned to believe that one should find coattails to hang onto. The question was who that would be.

She wanted to ask where Junger was, but she remembered Sophia telling her that the other Balaklava was dead. Jean-Pierre had taken his life, and the world was a better place for it. Cruelly, she smiled, hoping to hurt this fucker as best she could. She couldn’t think of anyone else more deserving.

"How does it feel to be alone?" she said.

"Alone?"

"Now that your boyfriend's dead."

"Yes, Junger is dead, but I'll never be alone. We will always be together. At any rate, you failed the test, Danielle. You let Malcolm live. Part of me knew you would. I just can't walk away now."

"Shut up," she told him. "Just turn around and get the fuck out of here."

"Ah, Danielle. So tender, so fragile.

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