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Caleb glanced at me. “With the amount of power I let loose, the whole damned market should have been in flames. As it was, we barely made it here. And I don’t know—”
“It’ll have to be enough,” Pritkin said grimly.
“Sure. Says the half demon.”
“You’re never going to let me live that down, are you?”
“After this?” Caleb rolled his eyes. And then he grabbed Casanova. “Are we taking this one?”
“Yes!” Casanova said heatedly. “I don’t want to be here when Rosier finds out what you’re doing!”
“What we’re doing?”
“None of this is my fault!”
“Oh, you’ll be here,” Pritkin said grimly. But then he threw him over the balcony, too.
I was about to freak out, because that was a damned long way down, even for a vampire. But I didn’t get a chance. Because I was next.
I didn’t even have time to scream before my butt was bouncing on something firm but soft, not two yards under the balcony’s lip. I didn’t have time to see what it was before Pritkin landed beside me. And before we took off, in a blur of wind that had my eyes tearing up.
Or maybe that was the spell that flashed through the air right in front of my face, and set something on fire.
I turned back around, because that had come from above. And saw a bunch of guards hanging over the railing of the floor above Pritkin’s, firing what looked like balls of pure lightning at us. They burned like it, too, I thought, smelling singed wool.
And realized that the something on fire was the something we were sitting on.
Something big and gold and—
And missing a corner when Pritkin pulled a knife and sliced off the burning bit of what had been a nice rug. No, not a rug, I thought blankly, gripping the suddenly very flimsy feeling sides. Now it was a flying—
Target, floating around over the city on a gentle wafting motion that was going to get us roasted any minute now. I stared across the void at Casanova, who was also clinging to the edge of his carpet with both hands, peering over the side with his ass in the air. And with an expression that somehow managed to combine pissed off and terrified.
And you know things are bad when you start agreeing with Casanova.
“They’re still shooting at us!” I told Pritkin, who was crawling around, muttering something at the carpet.
“And this surprises you?”
“Yes! They have to know you’re up here!”
“Obviously.”
“But they could kill you!”
“That would be the idea.”
“You’re saying there are people here who want you dead?” A terse nod, but no information. Of course not. “Damn it, Pritkin! I don’t understand—”
“No, you don’t!” he said, turning on me savagely. “Which is why you shouldn’t have come!”
“That’s why you shouldn’t have left!”
“I didn’t have a choice!”
“Neither did I!”
“Get a room!” Casanova screeched as another spell flashed through the space between us. “And put these damned things into high gear or we are all going to die!”
