Authors: Jennifer Rardin
“She” had just made too much of a transformation.
“Samos?” I whispered. As in my earlier visions, his face had stretched itself across hers. But when her eyes turned brown and her teeth squared off like she’d just slid in a pair of dentures, I realized this time it was for real.
He said, “My real name is . . . But why should I tell you now? Such a shame you didn’t know it when I was still a vampire. You might have killed me for good then. It was certainly a weak point in my contract.”
Floraidh emerged again, her pink lips fighting for supremacy over his tanned ones. “Quickly, Edward. To the Cairns before the ghosts—!”
Samos banged the heel of his hand against his forehead. “In my time, woman! Do you know how long I have waited to gloat over this bitch’s failure?”
Vayl said, “You rush to judgment, Samos. After all, she has killed you once already. Just because you have raised the bar, who is to say she will not do it again?”
I caught his emphasis, along with the look he sent Albert. When he met my eyes again I asked him silently, Are you sure?<ûem>
Only someone who loved him like I did could’ve interpreted the minuscule move of his head as a nod.
“Do you know what I want to do, Jasmine?” Samos asked me.
“Invest in an underwire? I’m sorry, Eddie, but you’ve got a real case of the droops going on.”
Samos stood, stunned by his own intense rage while the younger women in the coven tried to swallow their giggles. He swung a shaking finger at Floraidh’s followers. “Kill them all!” he shouted.
One of the older members, a wiry old gal who wore her long gray hair in a braid over one shoulder, cleared her throat as she half raised the dagger in her hand. “Excuse me, Mr. Samos?”
“What is it?”
“I know you’re new to the territory, so you probably haven’t realized that we’re not in Clava Cairns. Where all the diamonds are? We’re standing about three minutes east of there. We should probably go back before we spill a lot of blood in Brude’s—that is—you know how the ghosts . . .”
Her eyes darted toward us as she trailed off, unwilling to say out loud what Vayl and I already knew. Killing us would attract the ghosts. In fact, completing the resurrection here would probably
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bring Brude and his nasties running. They needed to do it at Clava Cairns, surrounded by all those glittering diamonds and the power of Scidair.
Samos glared at the woman so fiercely that she put a hand to her throat, as if she could feel him strangling her from a distance. “In another time I would skin you alive for daring to gainsay me. And then I would feed you to my guests, who would’ve been invited to supper simply to be reminded that it would be in their best interests to continue to cooperate with me. Or they might end up just like you.” The soft sibilance in his voice reminded me so strongly of the snakes whose fangs had sunk into Dormal’s soft flesh that I shivered.
“You don’t have to kill us, you know,” said Cole. “In fact, it’s kind of a stupid idea.” He wasn’t talking to Samos, but to the women, who naturally responded to his I–know-you-wanna-hug-me smile. “We’re CIA. If you kill three of us, you’re going to bring the whole Agency down on your heads. They’ll wipe you out faster than you can say genocide.”
“That is not, technically, the right term for what they would be doing,” Vayl said.
Cole flashed him an irritated glance. “Would you please stop messing with my rhythm?”
“Sorry.”
The younger women weren’t impressed. I could read the thoughts on those expressive faces. So what? Big deal if the whole world turns against us. That’s what attracted us to this practice in the first place!
Their elders took more time to raise the rebel flag, but they knew they’d dug themselves in too deep to climb out now. Their eyes, showing lots of white as they darted toward Samos, confirmed that his venom had spread through them all. And with nobody shifting toward mutiny . . .
“Vayl?” I whispered, so softly only his enhanced senses could pick up my worû pi . ds.
“Yes.”
“Is it time?”
“Not yet. Albert is still too vulnerable. We must keep talking, seem to be conspiring until—”
“You two!” yelled Samos. “I want you walking on separate ends of the line! Vampire—to the front!”
Casting me a slow wink, Vayl jumped the ravine and strode to the forward edge of the column the Scidairans had begun to form. Not a smart move on our enemy’s part, because it put him within reach of Albert and Jack.
I helped Cole to his feet as Samos crowded us into the gully. He didn’t carry a weapon that I could see. But we both sensed waves of dark energy emanating from him, power he could focus on us anytime he pleased, and likely would as soon as he had the protection of Clava Cairns’s diamonds. For a second, standing at the bottom of that narrow gorge with muddy walls ahead of and behind me, I had a vision of a mass grave. This was just the kind of place soulless pricks like Samos shoved their enemies into before blowing their skulls to pieces. I felt the skin tighten on my scalp. Too easy to imagine an entire row of gunmen standing at the ravine’s lip, rifles at their shoulders, ready to make me into another statistic.
No. Not today. I scrambled out of that hole like I’d been goosed by the Midas Man, yanking Cole up after me. Leaving Grief lying there felt like desertion. But I was quickly distracted by the fact that I’d grabbed Cole’s mauled arm, and the moan that jerked out of him as he stumbled into the
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back of the Scidair at the rear of the line was totally my fault. She glared at him with that polite, contained rage he might inspire if he’d poked his finger into the middle of all the cupcakes she’d baked for the PTA meeting. Viv ran to him and put her shoulder under his arm.
“Thanks,” he said gratefully. He pulled back. “Wait a second. I don’t think I’m supposed to be nice to you.”
While she signed something that made him huff I stole a look at Vayl. To anyone else his expression would seem blank. I read his message clearly. Now is the time to strike, while they are still milling. Before Samos takes complete command of that temporary body of his.
I lowered my lashes, which he’d interpret as a nod. I slipped my left hand into my pocket. Wrapped my fingers around the ring that sat there like an omen.
“What are you doing?” Samos demanded.
“My head is killing me so I was getting a couple of Advil from my pocket,” I moaned. “Are you stirring up some sort of spell?”
“Not yet,” he chuckled. “But just wait until you see what I have in store for you, little imp. A headache will seem like bath bubbles compared to the tortures I have been planning these past decades.”
“You’ve only been dead a few weeks.”
“Hell runs on different clocks.”
“Oh.” I squeezed my fingers around the pear-shaped emerald Matt had given me. Cocking the side of my thumb against the setting I jammed it down as hard as I could as I drew it fast across theûfasthe spiked metal tips that held the jewel in place. Blood welled into the material of my pocket. Not much, but enough. I thought, Brude. I have a present for you.
A breeze wafted through the glade, lifting my curls off my shoulders, drying the sweat that had begun to bead on my forehead. When I felt it raise the hem of my shirt, I knew it wasn’t a natural phenomenon.
Keep your hands to yourself, you son of a bitch, I silently snarled.
How did you know about my mother?
I had a feeling.
I knew if I waited long enough you would call. His triumphant laugh was the first clue to anyone else that visitors had entered the clearing. It rang like a mallet off a gong, sending shivers up the spine. The Scidairans began to fling their lights back and forth like they needed to direct a plane to the runway. As in the castle, the rays glinted off human-shaped figures. A whole crowd of them, grouped on either side of Samos’s line, holding weapons that towered above their heads. Could a ghost spear kill a Scidairan? I sensed I was about to find out.
Dimly at first, as if they were still marching on us from a distance, we heard the stomp of booted feet steadily advancing. As the sound got louder, a white mist rose from the ravine and spread its fingers over the ground.
“Get them out of here!” shouted Samos.
The Scidairans prodded Vayl and Albert. But the women were so busy looking over their
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shoulders, they barely noticed when my guys took a single step and then stopped again. Because the mist had begun to rise. And as it did, like a slow theater curtain, it revealed the legs, torsos, weapons, faces of Brude and his phantom army.
They were dressed like they’d been when they died. A mishmash of costumes, ages, and sexes. They didn’t even line up in formation, but stood where they pleased, poised to move, their expressions fearless and eager. This was no ordinary army. Brude had raised a horde. They’d kill and enjoy it. Aim to maim and laugh when the screams made their ears pop.
Brude stood at the head of the group that had appeared on my left, holding his staff at his side.
“What is your deal?” I had to ask as he surveyed the Scidairans with a mocking smile on his face. “Watch too many hangings as a kid? I mean, Christ, where do you find these creeps?
You’re like some kind of Dark Age gangsta. And that is seriously not a compliment,” I added as he started to pose.
His frown, as quick and unappealing as instant coffee, made the women closest to him back up a step. “Watch your tongue, woman. Or I may reconsider and leave you here to perish.”
“You will not.” When his eyebrows arched at me I explained, “Whatever Samos has in mind for me doesn’t include a trip to your world after I buy it. In fact, I’m pretty sure his contract calls for some eternal tortures only his new boss could arrange for me. You and I both know that, or you wouldn’t be here.” Light dawned in my overworked brain, making the menagerie that manned it cheer. “In fact, that’s why you led Jack to his old harness. Isn’t it?”
“I never do anything for a single reason. You should know that if you are to be my queen.” Brude turned to Samos. “I cannot allow you to harm my woman.”
Vayl’s reaction came ringing across the glade like a challenge from one stud bull to another. Brude spun. Raised one muscle-bound arm and pointed at my boss. “You are next, Vampire.”
“So glad you have your priorities straight,” I snapped. “You did notice these bitches have my dad and my dog at a steep disadvantage, didn’t you?”
I jerked my head in their direction. To be honest, they didn’t seem to be in much danger at the moment. The sword-wielding blonde looked like she was about to pass out. And the professor who’d been holding Jack’s leash dropped it the second Brude’s eyes fell on her. Plus Vayl stood ready to kick ass should anyone make a truly threatening move.
Brude raised his hand almost neglectfully. “Now,” he said.
Howling in glee, the ghosts attacked. But the Scidairans weren’t about to cave without a fight. And though their powers dwindled every time they tried to raise a spell, they still wielded power.
Against phantoms, this came in the form of a red powder that trickled down their blades when they sliced open the pouches tied to the hilts. As soon as it hit the metal it flared, as if they’d stuck the entire weapon into a forge. From that moment on, when they found a way to shove those blades into Brude’s army, the men fell as if physically gutted, after which they melted into the ground like ice on a sunny afternoon.
Still the shades fought like berserkers, the smell of blood sending them into a frenzy. And when one of them impaled a member of Floraidh’s coven, the entire horde shrieked in delight as the woman screamed, her flesh melting away from the blade like plastic put to the flame.
The blonde guarding Albert hesitated for a second, then decided she needed to off the old man before she defended the coven. But that was all the time he needed. He grabbed her wrist,
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working hard to keep her from moving her weapon anywhere near his vulnerable parts. As they struggled I saw Vayl speed to my dad’s side. The sword went flying as he broke the Scidairan’s arm and flung her into a tree, taking her out of the battle. Forever.
“Vayl, watch out!” I yelled as one of the lancer-toting women ran up behind him. Then I lost track of the action on his end of the line, because Cole had shoved me to the ground just in time for a blade-swinging Scidairan to graze my neck.
“Thanks,” I breathed, as a coven member dropped beside me, her eyes staring sightlessly into the night. I snatched her blade, which looked to be the bastard child of a scythe/ battle-axe affair.
“I need a weapon,” Cole whispered. Viv handed him her dagger just as another Scidairan fell near us. He grabbed her short sword with his free hand, then switched the weapons when his shoulder informed him it could only lift so much weight tonight and the sword wasn’t its choice.
“Jasmine!” Vayl caught my eye, directed me to Iona, who’d gone down under the lancer attack of a tall, skinny Scidairan with lank black hair. I tackled the woman from behind, throwing her down so hard I could hear the air shooting out of her luûg oackngs.
The lancer fell out of her hands and we both scrambled for it. She shoved me aside, surprisingly strong for a girl whose arms were no bigger around than string cheese. I responded with a punch that landed just under her chin, snapping her head back.
She rolled aside, giving me room to grab the lancer. Before I could deactivate it she jumped on my back, her bony fingers wrapping around my neck and squeezing until I began to see spots.
I threw an elbow once, twice, three times, but she just kept strangling. So I stood up and fell straight back. Into the ravine. She broke my fall nicely. And, in time, I was sure her ribs would heal. In fact, I hoped they would. Because she’d landed close enough to Grief for me to grab my baby before scrambling back to the bank and shutting the lancer down. “Iona?” I patted her cheeks. “You going to live?”