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of people suspected what had happened to sleepy little ol Smith sFalls . Some
of them packed up their families and left without looking back. That s what
the owner of this store did, right?
Suzanne. I nodded. Everything she had was tied up in this dress shop, but
she didn t think twice about walking away.
Smart lady, Brook grunted. Others in my town weren t so smart. They told
themselves it was crazy to leave without trying to sell their house, pack
their belongings, let the kids graduate with their class never mind that by
then the school only had a handful of students and three or four teachers.
They kept their eyes closed because they were afraid of what they might see if
they opened them. Some of them, the lucky ones, were killed. The others became
the reason why tourists get a bad feeling when they drive through
Smith sFalls a bad enough feeling that most of them don t stop. Those who
do well, if the boarded-up diner and the empty pumps at Davie s Sunoco and the
stains on the sidewalk that they try to tell themselves are rust but that look
a whole lot more like blood if all those aren t enough to hustle them back
into their cars before the sun starts to set, they sure give it the old
college try when they see the hordes of vamps coming at them through the dusk.
I saw a traveling salesman once who Her lips tightened. Nah, let s not get
into that. The thing is, when I stepped through the door to this store I got
the same feeling I had in Smith sFalls before I was turned. This town might
still look okay on the outside, but it s dying, Crosse. Parts of it might be
dead already.
I looked away. I know. I think I ve known for a while. I ve just been
keeping my eyes shut, like the people in Smith sFalls , but what happened
today made me open them. I made myself meet her gaze. I ll see Megan and Kat
tonight and tell them I ve changed my mind about infiltrating Jasmine s inner
circle. I m going to bring the bitch down.
Standing up, I took a deep breath. Or I m going to die trying.
Chapter 11
If you think I m leaving my weapon at the door you re crazy, vamp. Jack
Rawls, Kat s rough-trade boyfriend as Megan had once called him, secured his
grip on his specially modified nail gun specially modified because it shot
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silver-tipped nails and gave Brook a junkyard dog grin. She gave him one back.
Then you don t sit in on this meeting.Tash s orders.
Since when did the brat start laying down rules when it comes to Darkheart &
Crosse? Megan, Mikhail one pace behind her as always, narrowed her eyes
atBrooklyn . Have we met?
No, Brooklyn lied. The stake gets stashed, too, Daughter.
It was several hours after my conversation with Brook at Suzanne s store. In
the interval I d phoned Kat and asked her to arrange a council of war for that
evening.
A council of war, sweetie? she said cautiously. I assume you mean the war
between vamps and humans, no? Not to be tactless, darling, but which side will
you be representing?
My own, I said shortly. Just do it, Kat. I want everyone
there Grandfather, you and Megan, right down to Ramon.
No can do, she said immediately. I run a business, remember? If I m not
going to be at the Hot Box tonight, my manager has to be there to keep an eye
on things.
Ramon s fought with us. He s earned the right, I said, more sharply than
I d intended. This is important, Kat.
On the other end of the line I heard her draw in a breath. I ll temporarily
promote Jean-Paul from bartender to manager for the night, she said, her
drawl no longer in evidence. Where do we meet you?
I ll phone you back in a couple of hours and let you know, I replied. No
offence, sis, but the last time we had a family get-together I seem to
remember garlic lassoes and stakes being part of the festivities. I d prefer
not to be set up this time.
I hung up. Brook, who was standing beside me at the public pay phone outside
theRialto , gave me a crooked smile but all she said was, You aren t anyone s
little sister anymore, are you, Mata Hari? She glanced up at the movie
theater s marquee. Did I hear you say something about a couple of hours to
kill? Cause it just so happens that that all-time classic,The Street Fighter,
starring the incomparable Sonny Chiba, starts in five minutes. We might even
get in the first fifteen minutes ofReturn of the Street Fighter .
Be still my heart, I said wryly. Okay, but I reserve the right to throw my
popcorn box at the screen if it s as schlocky as I think it s going to be.
Nuh-uh, Crosse, she said, linking her arm through my uninjured one as we
headed for our secret and nonpaying entrance to theRialto . Like I said, it s
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