Page 129 of Nightfall's Prophet


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I dashed for the brick path as the hunters engaged the monster. Liam blew by me.

We reached the next street seconds later. Before I could step out, Liam held a hand up in front of me.

I stopped to listen.

The scuff of a boot against pavement reached me along with the rustle of clothes. More hunters. That was just great.

Did they bring an army to Easton? For little old me? I’d be flattered if I wasn’t so damn scared.

“How many?” I mouthed.

“A lot.”

I rested my back against the wall. “Escape or fight?”

I was down for either. Though I’d prefer escape. Liam was hurt. Even with the blood he’d taken from the hunter, he had to be feeling the effects of silver poisoning. If he didn’t get help soon, he would be in trouble.

On the other hand, Thomas had said we needed to prove a link between these hunters and Dominick or his master. What better way to do that than to capture a few of them for interrogation?

Liam leaned the back of his head against the wall, looking paler than he had a few minutes ago. “We should escape for now. There’s too many to take on with me in this condition.”

I watched Liam with worry. With his age, he should have started healing by now, but his bullet hole was still raw, with blood oozing out of it.

“What’s the matter?” he asked, giving me a faint smile. “Worried?”

I shook my head, burying my fear. Liam would make it. He had to. “Just disappointed. What happened to the big bad vampire from a few minutes ago?”

“He has something to lose.”

I quirked an eyebrow. “Am I supposed to be the one in danger of being lost in that scenario?”

Liam’s laugh was tired as his eyes slid shut. “Take it however you want,mo chuisle.”

I took his hand in mine. “Face it, lover. You couldn’t misplace me if you tried.”

I’d fight the devil himself to stay right where I was.

Liam opened his eyes to give me a tender look that stole my breath.

Giving his hand one last squeeze of reassurance, I focused on how we were going to get out of this mess.

Carefully, I peered into the street. “It’s clear.”

The hunters must have been drawn by the commotion with the sentinel, leaving an opening for us to move through.

I ducked back behind our wall. “We need to find one of the garages. If there’s a car, I can hot wire it.”

Probably. My skills in that department were hit or miss.

It was a long shot, but the hunters hadn’t appeared here by magic. They would have had to park somewhere. Wouldn’t it be poetic justice if we managed to steal one of their cars?

Liam was a little unsteady as he pushed away from the wall.

I caught his arm, waiting until he got his balance before letting him go. “You okay? Do you need blood?”

He waved me off. “It’s too risky in this situation. With the amount of blood I’d need to heal this, it would leave you weakened and vulnerable. I’ll wait.”

I pressed my lips together, wanting to argue but knowing better. He was right. Until we were out of danger, he would have to endure.