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In the shop, the reek of bleach assaulted my nose. I kept my eyes averted from the spot where the Cajun’s body landed the day before. There was nothing left to see there anyway after our thorough clean-up job.
I went straight to the counter for some blood. Only when I pushed back the sliding lid of the fridge, I found nothing but a few steaks and a rump roast. Cursing, I ran toward the back and through the plastic curtains.
Inside the walk-in freezer, slabs of meat hung from hooks like gruesome party decorations. I pushed past them toward the back, where tall shelves held hams, sausage links, and a few jugs of blood. Lifting the nearest one, I popped open the plastic lid and tossed it back.
Cold blood coated my tongue, leaving behind a gamey flavor. Knowing Alodius, it was probably raccoon or opossum or some other roadkill cuisine. I cringed and had to force myself to swallow. Blood is blood, and this beggar definitely couldn’t be a chooser.
I also kept my eyes averted from the pile of meat in the corner, covering the body of the Cajun. When you kill vampires, their bodies exploded. The ultimate in self-cleaning. But humans? Always a mess. Luckily, no one would find the Cajun’s body until long after I was gone, and there was nothing to tie Pussy Willow to the crime.
I grabbed an extra jug of blood from another shelf, just in case. If Lavinia had really been feeding from Maisie, she’d need a hefty infusion. My stomach cramped at the thought. I speeded up so I could get to her sooner.
When I turned to leave, I spied a shotgun propped up in the corner. A box of shells sat on a shelf nearby. I grabbed both before exiting the freezer. Regular bullets can’t kill vampires, but a well-aimed shotgun blast sure as shit can take one’s head off, leaving them very, very dead. Since all I’d brought was the three guns and two daggers, I added the shotgun to my pitiful arsenal.
I rushed back through the plastic curtain, juggling my supplies while I took another swig of blood from the open jug.
“Let me guess.” The masculine voice was deceptively quiet and so cold a chill passed over me. “You had a sudden craving for boudin?”
My heart stuttered in my chest. Blood sputtered from my lips. My hands jerked. Shotgun shells scattered, and blood puddled across the floor between us like a crime scene.
Adam leaned against the glass meat case with his arms crossed. A black duffel bulged at his feet. His expression wasn’t giving away anything, but his tense shoulders hinted at barely leashed anger.
I opened my mouth to speak without any idea what to say. Luckily— or unluckily, as the case may be— Adam saved me from formulating an appropriate response. He held up a hand. “Don’t.” He breathed deep and closed his eyes. “Don’t speak if you’re just going to lie.”
My stomach clenched. Visceral pain tightened my chest. “How did you find me?”
“Does it really matter?” He opened his eyes and speared me with a look. “And save your breath. I know exactly what’s happening here. But I’ve got news for you, Red. Sacrificing yourself doesn’t make you a hero. It makes you a godsdamned idiot.”
My mouth fell open as indignation flooded out the guilt. “Excuse me? How does wanting to protect you make me an idiot?”
“Wanting to protect me doesn’t make you stupid. What makes you stupid is that you honestly believe it’s your job to protect me. Have you thought about what will happen if Lavinia gets to you before you save Maisie?”
“That won’ t—”
He bulldozed on like I hadn’t spoken. “You’ll both be dead, and then Lavinia, the Brotherhood, and the Caste will kill the rest of us. Not just me, Sabina. Giguhl, too. PW, Zen, Rhea, Orpheus. And once we’re dead, nothing will stop the war. Then, if what we know about the Caste’s prophecies are true, when mages are finally wiped off the face of this earth, Lilith will return and kill all the dark races. So, forgive me if I’m not in awe over your noble martyrdom act, but when it means the potential annihilation of everyone I know and love, it’s real hard to work up any admiration for you or your idiotic plan.”
His words hit me like a punch in the gut. It was bad enough he was looking at me like I’d betrayed him. But the truth of his words cut deep. If I failed, all that and probably worse might happen.
But he wasn’t done. “Last night you reminded me that we were a team. What happened to that, Sabina?”
“Don’t you see? I’m doing this for the team!” I hefted the shotgun barrel to my shoulder. “Besides, I’m not going to fight the entire Caste. I’m just taking out Lavinia. One way or another.”
He went totally still as the implications sunk in. Then, like someone flipped a switch inside him, his fist shattered the glass case. When he finally spoke, icy rage lowered his voice. “I can stop you. You know it.”
My chin came even as tears stung my eyes. “Why don’t you try?” Part of me wanted it. Wanted to fight him. But not magic to magic. Fist to fist. Then, maybe, I could turn my anger outward instead of this searing pain tearing me apart from the inside. “Why don’t you hit me?”
“If you don’t know the answer to that question, then everything we shared last night was a lie.” He laughed bitterly. “But maybe that was your goal all along.”
My stomach cramped at the coldness in his gaze. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
He snorted and shook his head. “I can’t believe I didn’t put it together earlier. Kill two birds with one stone, right? Get your rocks off one last time before you kick the bucket and distract me so I didn’t see this coming. So I couldn’t prevent you from pursuing your sick f**king death wish.”
“You sonofabitch! You know that’s not what that was about!”
The caustic humor drained from his face. “You know what? You want to get yourself killed? Fine. But I’m not going to let you take Maisie down with you. You said it yourself, of the two of us, I’m the only one who can flash her out.”
When I’d made this decision, I knew Adam would be angry. It’s just I’d hoped he wouldn’t find out until after I was gone. That part of the plan had just gone to shit, but in the end the result was destined to be the same. So I sucked down the pain and pushed it into the shadowy corner of myself. Added it to the reserves I’d draw from later if I needed to use my Chthonic magic to take out Lavinia.
“You want to help me? Fine.” I forced the corners of my mouth up in a mocking smile. “But the minute Maisie’s free, you get the hell out of my way.”
