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“Which then snatched up two human beings and ripped out their throats. Damn talented dust,” Matt agreed.

“The Tangwaci Cin-au’-ao is a sorcerer and a shape-shifter,” Isaac said. “He may have been smoke at first, but by now…” The old man’s dark gaze met each of theirs in turn. “He could be anything.”

CHAPTER 19

“What the hell are we gonna do?” McCord asked.

Isaac continued to stare through the window, hand stroking his rifle as if he were just waiting for the wolves to give him an excuse. Any excuse.

“Why don’t you just blast them, Granddad?” McCord sighted down his hand, which he’d contorted into the shape of a gun. “Bang, bang, bang. Like ducks in a pond.”

Isaac didn’t even glance his way. “They’re not stupid. If I shoot one, the rest will scatter. I prefer ’em right where I can see ’em.”

Matt understood the sentiment, although who knew how many more of them were out there in the dark that they couldn’t see and didn’t even know about?

Isaac’s explanation that the beasts understood he had silver and was prepared to use it only indicated a human-level intelligence that freaked Matt out more than their human eyes.

“I’m gonna need to make a call.” Isaac stood, passing the rifle to his grandson.

“Who?” Gina’s voice sounded hopeful. Matt felt kind of hopeful himself. Calling someone is more productive than waiting to die.

Matt turned his gaze back to the wolves. Or become like them.

Isaac shook his head and headed for the hall. He paused at the door and his dark gaze zeroed in on Matt. “You better come along,” he ordered. “He may want to talk to you.”

“He who?” Gina called, but Isaac’s boots were already receding in the direction of her office.

Matt didn’t like leaving Gina in a room with a sheer windowpane that seemed to be begging the wolves to crash through and add a few more to their army, even if Isaac didn’t think they would.

“Go.” Gina waved her hand. “We’re good.”

“Sure?”

“She’s safer with me than with you, Moldy. Run along.”

Gina narrowed her eyes. “I don’t need anyone to take care of me.”

McCord’s only answer was a snort.

Gina glanced at Matt, shrugged, then tilted her head to indicate the back of the house. Matt went. As much as he disliked Jase McCord, Matt also believed the man would die before he allowed Gina to be hurt.

Isaac already had the phone pressed to his ear. As Matt stepped into the office, the call was answered on the other end of the line.

“Edward,” Isaac said. “He escaped.”

* * *

The room was so silent Gina heard Isaac speaking. She couldn’t hear what he was saying, but she hoped whatever he learned from whomever he’d called would help.

“I’m going to check on Fanny and the others.” Gina couldn’t sit there and watch those things watching them for another minute longer.

Jase merely lifted a hand as she left; he kept his gaze on the window and his hand on the gun.

Upstairs, she checked every room. Derek had nodded off, the TV flickering blue streaks across his slack face. He seemed even younger asleep. Like a scruffy Smurf in dirty sweats and bare feet.

Softly Gina shut his door. She had to get him out of here alive.

Fanny dozed in the rocking chair she’d dragged just outside of Amberleigh’s room. A quick glance within revealed Amberleigh still sucking her thumb; the moon shining through the window and across her bed revealed a face tracked with tears. But she was asleep, along with all the others, and with luck they’d stay that way until morning. Then …

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