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A rush of wind behind her.
Oh, crap. Dee froze. She didn’t need to look back to know she wasn’t alone anymore. “I was wondering when you’d show up,” she muttered. Her fingers were just a few inches away from her gun holster. So if she was right and a vamp had just closed in on her—damn but they were almost as quiet as shifters these days—then a gunshot wouldn’t kill him.
But it would still hurt. A lot. And it would give her the precious minutes she needed to stake the asshole.
“I have been watching you,” he said, his voice clipping a bit with an English accent.
“Have you?” She turned, slowly, to face the vampire. Her fingers brushed the gun holster. “And I’ve been waiting on you.” Dee shook her head. “Didn’t your mother ever tell you it’s wrong to make a woman wait?”
His fangs were out. Long and sharp. As she watched, his blue eyes faded to black. Great. Dee swallowed. A vamp in full hunting mode.
“I’m not here to play with you.” His black stare raked her.
“Oh?” This was it. “Then I guess we better skip the foreplay, huh?” No way to tell if this was the Born Master or one of his minions because the Borns, they always had freaking minions. “Maybe we should just get straight to the death part.” Dee jerked out her gun and fired, six times, dead center in his chest.
Flesh and bone tore away. Blood splattered around them. Dee stood so close that the bastard’s blood rained on her.
But he didn’t flinch. Didn’t fall to his knees. Didn’t stumble. Just stared at her and smiled. “You’ll wish I killed you, before it’s over.”
She still had more bullets. This time, Dee aimed for his head. “Promises, promises.” Her finger tightened around the trigger?—
But then the others attacked.
Five, no, six vamps jumped from the darkness, teeth and claws out and ready to kill. One of the bastards even looked vaguely like Chase. Same hair, same build…wrong face. He must have been the bastard she’d glimpsed inside Onyx.
She’d walked, no, run straight into a trap.
Dee didn’t waste breath on a scream. She fired over and over. Fired until the gun just clicked. The vamps took her down and her body hit the ground, hard. But, twisting like a snake beneath the fists and bodies, she managed to grab her stake—new weapon, new fight. Dee swiped out at them, too aware that she’d made a fatal mistake.
You’re dead, Dee. Sunshine’s voice rang in her head. No one will mourn. No one will even miss you when you’re rotting in the ground.
* * *
Simon had just walked into Onyx when he heard the distinct thunder of gunfire.
His gaze scanned the big room. Dee, be here.
A curvy redhead walked by him with a wide smile on her lips. “Hi there, handsome, I’m?—”
“Not interested.” He brushed by her and cut a quick path to the bar. He slammed his hands down on the counter. “I’m looking for a woman.”
The bartender didn’t glance up. “Try looking behind you.”
Growling, Simon leaned over the counter and grabbed the idiot’s shirt. Whiskey spilled over his hand. “You remember the woman I was with last night.” Not a question.
The guy’s eyes bulged. “You kidding me? Do you know how many chicks come in here every night? No way do I?—”
“Small. Blond hair she’d hacked to pieces. Tight ass and lips that?—”
“Her.”
“Where is she?”
The bartender pointed one hand to the left. Exit.
Simon thrust him back. He spun around?—
And came face to face with a demon.
