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Roarke propped up against the frame of the door and crossed his arms. “Liam failed. Jasmine will take her, and I know where she is staying.” Roarke no longer had blood on him, nor did he look in pain, meaning he’d healed, and if he’d healed, it meant he’d killed a human and sucked the life out of them to do it.
Waleron came out of the library, stopped, looked at Roarke, and then gave a curt nod. He must have overheard our conversation; otherwise, Roarke would be dead right now.
“She wants you,” Roarke said while keeping his eyes on Waleron. “But I suspect you knew that already.”
Waleron didn’t say anything.
Roarke continued, “She’ll be expecting us, but not tonight. If we go now, Rayne may have a chance, but,” he paused, looking at me, “Jasmine has a favorite device. It’s impossible to get out of without—”
Waleron approached and said, “A key.”
Roarke nodded. “I’m guessing you’re familiar with the device?” Again Waleron nodded. “As am I.”
“What fuckin’ device?” I didn’t like the word device and my girl in the same sentence.
“Rayne will be wearing a collar,” Waleron stated. “It cannot be removed without a key. If it’s attempted, the collar will snap closed on her neck and kill her instantly.”
I heard a gasp and the shuffling of feet behind us. I turned and saw Jedrik and Delara standing by the dining room doorway. Delara was pale, her eyes wide and filled with horror.
Roarke glanced from Waleron to Delara then back again. “She wants you both to see Rayne suffer and,” Roarke directed his gaze on Delara, “she blames you for Waleron escaping her.”
I couldn’t keep my cool any longer and shouted, “Damn it, where the hell will they take her?”
“I tracked her to a house the night before last,” Roarke said. “It’s in the north end of the city. On Fairmount Street. Number eleven.”
Waleron stiffened and his Ink’s eyes turned bright red.
“What?” I asked.
Keir answered. “Tarek’s house.”
Fuck. Tarek. The rogue Scar who was currently in Rest for almost killing Delara a number of years ago.
“Bring the witch-vampire,” Roarke said. “Liam will be there. We can distract him with her. You have no chance against Liam and his vampires as well as Jasmine and her followers. Give him the girl and he won’t care what happens to Jasmine.”
“No,” Waleron stated. “We cannot let Abby near Liam.”
“You’re planning to kill her anyway, right?” Roarke asked.
No one said a word. Not even a shift in weight, then Waleron nodded.
“Then kill her after we get Rayne.” Roarke pushed away from the doorframe. “Jasmine has the key. Go for her first. Release Rayne. If you can’t, then…” he paused and Waleron finished for him.
“Jasmine will release Rayne in exchange for me,” Waleron concluded.
Delara gasped. “Waleron, no.”
Keir said, “We don’t negotiate, Waleron.”
“This isn’t a negotiation,” he replied. “Get Abby,” he said to Keir. Then he turned to Roarke. “What do you get out of helping us?”
Roarke shifted his gaze to me when he said, “Nothing. Except, I love her.”
