GODDESS WITH A BLADE by LAUREN DANE
Copyright 2011, Lauren Dane
All Rights Reserved, Carina Press
Releasing June 6!
By four, they headed out of town and back toward Vegas. They’d checked out Tammy’s apartment and interviewed several people. Rowan took some hair from Tammy’s brush and a snapshot of her and Kiki to show around at the clubs in town.
“There aren’t that many clubs like that in Vegas. Not really a goth sort of scene. I can only think of two. And one of them is a place Vampires like to hang out.” Rowan turned the music down.
The scenery blurred past as they discussed the details in their tiny, air-conditioned bubble of speed.
“I’m going to give Jack the name and tell him I was there today. He’ll find out anyway when they talk to the witnesses.”
“He’s going to be pissed off you didn’t tell him before you went to Barstow.”
“I’m sure he will be. It’s not my preferred method you know, hiding things from him. But you know the cops would not have gotten half that information out of Kiki. Now she’ll know she talked to us about the details and won’t hold back with the cops. What she can remember anyway. I’m so going to kick Clive’s ass.”
“He and I still hate each other but I think he’ll deal with this Vampire. He’s on the ball.” Rowan looked at the road. She was a natural liar, but Thena knew her too well.
“Hmpf. On the phone, just two days ago you told me he had a stick up his ass and now he’s on the ball.”
“He’s still got a stick up his ass. He’s the most uptight man—Vampire—I’ve ever met. And I’ve met a hell of a lot of them. But he’s not smarmy like Jacques was. And if he’s on the take, he’s doing it with some sense of caution. Say, should we stop up ahead and grab some dinner? I’m starving.”
Thank the Goddess Thena didn’t seem overly suspicious and latched on to the idea of stopping to eat.
By the time they finished a leisurely dinner and left the restaurant, darkness had begun to fall.
As they approached the rear of the lot where Rowan’s car was parked, she felt it. Felt the danger and the darkness of a Vampire approaching. She put her hand out to stay Thena. “I want you to go inside the restaurant right now. Don’t come out here. I’ll come in and get you when I’m finished.”
Thena froze, knowing better than to second-guess Rowan. “All right. But if you get killed I’m gonna hunt you down and kick your ass. Stupid fucking Vampires.”
Rowan stood still, listening, gathering, making sure Thena got inside safely. Then she moved quickly off the pavement to the bare ground behind the restaurant. She’d be better able to pull power from the earth there instead of on the asphalt.
In an economic movement, she reached back and grabbed the hilt of the blade. It warmed to her touch instantly, knowing her master. Rowan moved her wrist slightly, pulling the blessed blade from the custom sheath. The sound rang through the air. A beautiful, clear ring as it cleared the leather that bound it. That ring was the only sound now. No traffic. No insects, no birds. Nothing but death.
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