"We'll get her back, Sabina." His tone had a hint of unwelcome pity. I took a deep breath and willed my heart to slow. Two pinpoints of light turned onto the road several blocks back. "Are you ready?" The mage always had a frustrating knack for breaking through the insulating layers I'd built around my feelings. We used to have a fourth-a Vanityĭemon-but she'd been kicked off the team twenty-four hours earlier after an unfortunate incident involving a vampire stripĬlub, a large explosion, and a lover's quarrel with Giguhl. "Hey, Red?" This from Adam Lazarus-hottie mage and the third member of our little team. The sweat on my palm meant it took two tries to manage. Therefore, despite the personal stakesĪnd the adrenaline surge, my body had kicked instinctively into mission mode. In my previous life as an assassin, I'd disposed of problem vampires for the Dominae. "Be ready when I summon you," I replied in a calm tone. Should be on your tail in T minus sixtyĪ sudden rush of blood. Giguhl's voice bounced off my eardrum, making me jump. So now I would do a little kidnapping of my own. Lavinia had kidnapped Maisie in an effort to hurt me.
The fact our vampire grandmother, Lavinia Kane, wanted me dead was the other.īut now the tables had turned. The desire to meet my long-lost twin was one of the reasons I'd left Los Angeles. Maisie was raised by the mage side of the family in New York, and I got the short straw-a Because mating between the races was forbidden, Maisie and I were separated at birth by our vampire and The long-story–short version is our vampire mother died in childbirth a few months after our mageįather was murdered.
Three weeks before that I hadn'tĮven known she'd existed. Three days earlier, my twin sister, Maisie, had been kidnapped from a mage estate in New York. And when I'd left California, I'd promised myself that I wouldn't return. The truth is you shouldn't go home again. Whoever said you couldn't go home again was full of shit. Light from the City of Angels rose above the shadowed hilltops like a dusty halo. Outside the van, the landscape offered little distraction from my impatience. "I might be crazy, but I'm not stupid, G. "Yeah?" I said a tad more impatiently than I intended. "Negative." His voice crackled through the earpiece, but his body was perched in a tree just outside the Dominae compound. Hood of the van stood open, but the engine idled in preparation for the ambush. I'd already been sitting in the white van parked on a windy stretch of road near Pacific Palisades for twenty minutes. The ones mocked me like two extended middle fingers. That is, if I didn't run out of the other one first. One I planned to kill as soon as possible. On my extensive list of enemies, the top two spots belonged to Lavinia Kane and time.
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