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Simon saw the tears on the woman’s cheeks. Long, thin trickles that slipped over her skin and slid into her hair.

“Do it, Nina.” The whisper was on the wind. He froze. “Kill her or they die.”

Dee’s head snapped up. “What the hell? Hey, jerkoff—come out and face me!”

Another vamp. One of Grim’s men. Had to be. But he was telling the woman to kill Dee? How was she supposed to do?—

“Ignitor!” Zane’s scream of fear.

No, no. Simon’s gaze snapped back to the woman’s, and he finally saw her eyes—and the bleed of red in them.

Grim wasn’t screwing around anymore. He’d pulled out the big guns.

“Dee!”

Ignitor—a human. A very, very rare human gifted with the power of fire. She’d burn Dee, burn her with just a thought and kill her in an instant. She’d?—

“Hell, no,” Dee snapped when her T-shirt began to smoke. Then she slammed the woman’s head back against the cement. Hard.

The Ignitor’s eyes fell closed, hiding that deadly red, and she lay, limp, beneath Dee.

He could love that vampire.

Already do.

“I’ve got her,” Dee called. “You grab that other bastard!”

Done. Simon took off, legs pumping fast. He flew down the dark street and snaked into the alley. His nose twitched as he caught the scent of blood. A woman stood, weaving slightly, her hand on the grimy wall. Alcohol fumed off her but she’d been prey, too.

Close.

“Come out!”

The woman flinched. She looked over at him with bleary eyes. “Run,” he told her quietly, flashing fangs.

She did.

That left him all alone in the alley with his prey. A Dumpster squeaked. A shoe scraped over the asphalt. Tension hardened Simon’s muscles. “Hiding with the garbage?”

The vamp came out, claws ready, and a bit of blood still dripping down his mouth. “You picked the wrong side in this fight.”

Simon lifted his brows. He caught the whisper of footsteps behind him. His backup. No way would he ever mistake Dee’s rich scent. “I don’t think so.”

The vamp’s eyes darted behind Simon, and for an instant, fear flashed on his thin face. Then he spun around, and leapt up, clearing the brick wall behind him in one bound.

Simon lunged after him. No way was this scum getting away from him.

* * *

The man knew how to leap over a wall. Really kinda hot the way he could move so fast.

Dee exhaled, watched a bit longer, admiring her view, then she eyed the wall. Um, yeah, she could take that. She hoped.

Dee ran—a running start never hurt anything—then leapt. She cleared the wall, but slammed into the ground below. The impact jarred every bone in her body. Dee rolled, came back up on her feet, and took off.

A park. A big, dark, yeah, things-could-be-hiding-here park. Overgrown grass. Too tall trees. Too thick brush. Great.

The vamp with the ferret face was fast, she’d give him that. Her heart raced in her ears and her legs kicked beneath her as she charged after him and Simon. No way was this jerk getting away, not after he’d set a freaking Ignitor on her.

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