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A woman flung herself against the glass. "Help me! It attacked me!"
The guard opened the door, and the two patients scurried inside.
"Look what it did to me!" The female patient showed off her down jacket. The sleeve was ripped open so that the stuffing was falling out. "It's a monster! A black monster with glowing eyes!" "Doris, take them to the clinic," the guard ordered the receptionist. He removed a Taser from his belt. "Don't worry, folks. I'll take care of this...monster." He cast an amused look at Doris. No doubt he suspected the patients at the mental hospital were crazy.
Doris ran over to the patients. "Come. This way." She unlocked the door to the west wing and ushered them inside.
Screams continued in the courtyard, and Toni spotted the shadows of other patients scurrying about, banging on the doors to other buildings. Whatever Carlos was doing, he was scaring the hell out of everyone. Meanwhile, the lobby was empty. She rushed around the desk and thumbed through the patient list. There on the last page was Vanderwerth, Sabrina. Third ward. VS48732. Toni scribbled down the information on a notepad, tore off the page, and stuffed it in her handbag.
She dashed out the front door and was halfway to Carlos's car when she slipped on an icy patch and her feet flew out from under her. She landed hard on her hip.
"Ow. Damn." She eased to her feet and hobbled to the car. "Damn." She checked her handbag to make sure the paper was still there.
After a long, nerve-racking minute, she spotted Carlos running toward her. What the heck? He was barefoot, with his boots in one hand and his leather coat in the other. His black shirt was unbuttoned and flapped wildly as he sprinted toward her.
He shifted his jacket to his other arm, then pulled the keys from his pants pocket. With a click on the keypad, the doors unlocked.
He tossed his shoes and jacket on the backseat. "Did you get the info?"
"Yes." She opened her door. "What happened to you?"
"Hurry." He slid into the driver's seat. "I overheard the guard calling the police."
She climbed in with her hip complaining, then buckled up. "What did you do? I heard so much screaming."
"I created a diversion." He backed the car out, then zoomed toward the exit.
She eyed his bare chest and partially buttoned pants. "Oh my God. Don't tell me you streaked."
"Something like that." He pulled out onto the street. Police sirens wailed in the distance. "We'll come back tomorrow after things have calmed down. Visiting hours are five P.M. on Sunday. Can you make it?"
"I think so." Toni squinted as two police cars raced past them with flashing lights. She glanced over her shoulder and saw them pulling into the hospital parking lot. What had caused the guard to call the police? She recalled the woman with the slashed jacket. And the woman's frantic words-- a black monster with glowing eyes.
A twinge of unease knotted her stomach. What on earth did Carlos do?
Ian stashed the six vials of the Stay-Awake drug in the safe room in the basement of Romatech--a room completely encased in silver so that a vampire could teleport neither in nor out. The silver room was equipped with its own air supply and enough food, water, and bottled blood to keep a mortal or Vamp alive for three months.
Meanwhile, Connor and Roman were making sure the recipe for the Stay-Awake drug was erased from all computer files. Now there were only two sources for the formula--a CD in the silver room and Roman's brain. Connor wanted to send Roman and his family into hiding, but Roman didn't think the situation was dire enough yet.
Since Ian still had a few vacation days left, Connor didn't expect him to stick around, so he teleported back to the townhouse. In the fifth-floor office, he connected the computer to the tracking device in Toni's handbag. He zoomed in on her location. Shady Oaks Psychiatric Hospital? Why would Carlos take her there? The light started blinking. They were on the move.
His cell phone rang, and he retrieved it from his sporran. "Hello?"
"Ian, this is Vanda," she whispered. "I need you to come to the club, but not to the entrance or the main room. Teleport straight to my voice."
"What's wrong?"
"Just come here now!" she hissed.
"All right." He focused on her voice. A few seconds later, he arrived in a dark room next to Vanda.
He glanced around. Scattered on the floor around low tables were overstuffed, tasseled pillows in red, purple, and gold silk. The walls were covered with sheer drapes of red and gold. On the tabletops, candles flickered inside golden mosaic glass, casting sparkly lights around the room. Music and more light filtered through the open cutwork of carved wooden screens that lined one side of the room.
"What is this place?" he whispered.
"The VIP room," Vanda replied. "Since we were harem ladies, we thought it would be cool to make it look like a harem. The screen folds open, so the VIP customers can look over the railing at the action below. But if they want privacy, we close the screen."
Ian peered through a hole in the screen. Sure enough, the Horny Devils nightclub was below. In front of the stage, lady Vamps bounced merrily in time with the music while the male dancer on stage spun around in a black, flowing vampire cape. Beneath the cape he was naked, except for a black bow tie and red, sparkly bikini underwear.
Ian winced. Dracula would roll over in his grave.
"By the way, all the girls down there have been asking about you," Vanda said. "They want to meet you."
"Why? So they can laugh at me?"
Vanda snorted. "Actually, they all want the honor of being the one to take your virginity."
"Bloody hell," he muttered. "Did ye tell them they're about five hundred years too late?"
"I tried to, but they prefer Corky's version. I suspect they think being your first will make them famous and give them some airtime on Corky's show."
"Och. So it's fame and no' me that attracts them. Was there an important reason ye called me here?"
"I'm afraid so." Vanda peered through the screen. "Look at the bar."
His gaze shifted to Cora Lee, whose blonde head was close to a stocky male Vamp. Ian's stomach twisted as recognition clicked in place. "Dammit to hell."
Vanda cast him a worried look. "Then you know who he is?"
"Aye. Jedrek Janow." Ian had last seen the murderous Malcontent in the Ukraine the night he'd gone there with Jean-Luc and others to help rescue Angus and Emma. Jedrek had been there with Casimir, but when the Malcontents started to lose the battle, both Jedrek and Casimir teleported away, leaving their Russian comrades behind to be vanquished.
Shanna's father and his CIA Stake-Out team maintained a constant surveillance of the Russian- American vampires, and they kept Connor informed since he'd managed to plant the listening devices in their headquarters. Unfortunately, the bugs had been destroyed a few nights ago. Jedrek was being thorough.
"He usually hangs out in Eastern Europe," Ian explained, "but he's recently been put in charge of the Russian-American coven in Brooklyn."
"But he's Polish," Vanda protested.
"Half Polish, half Russian, and Casimir's right-hand man." Ian regarded Vanda curiously. "How do ye know him?"
A hint of pain flickered across her face. "Let's just say he got along really well with the Nazis.
He's a vicious killer, and he enjoys it."
"A Malcontent poster boy." Ian peered through the screen. "He's drinking Bleer to fool Cora Lee into thinking he's a regular Vamp."
"Unfortunately, it's not that hard to fool Cora Lee."
Ian strained his ears, but he couldn't hear Jedrek's low voice over the din of loud music and squealing women. "I need to know what he's saying."
Vanda frowned, considering. "If I go down there, he'll recognize me and--oh, I know. There's an intercom on my desk that connects to the bar. I use it when I need to talk to Cora Lee. This way."
She strode to a door partially hidden behind a sheer red curtain. Ian followed her down a flight of stairs and into her office.
"Is this it?" He reached for the intercom on her desk.
"Wait. It's a two-way connection," she warned him. "We'll have to be perfectly quiet."
He nodded and pushed the button with his finger.
"So you know Ian?" Cora Lee asked.
