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Chapters (68)
  1. Biding Time
  2. Dedication
  3. Table of Contents
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Chapter Twenty-One
  27. Chapter Twenty-Two
  28. Chapter Twenty-Three
  29. Chapter Twenty-Four
  30. Chapter Twenty-Five
  31. Chapter Twenty-Six
  32. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  33. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  34. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  35. Chapter Thirty
  36. Chapter Thirty-One
  37. Chapter Thirty-Two
  38. Chapter Thirty-Three
  39. Chapter Thirty-Four
  40. Chapter Thirty-Five
  41. Chapter Thirty-Six
  42. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  43. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  44. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  45. Chapter Forty
  46. Chapter Forty-One
  47. Chapter Forty-Two
  48. Chapter Forty-Three
  49. Chapter Forty-Four
  50. Chapter Forty-Five
  51. Chapter Forty-Six
  52. Chapter Forty-Seven
  53. Chapter Forty-Eight
  54. Chapter Forty-Nine
  55. Chapter Fifty
  56. Chapter Fifty-One
  57. Chapter Fifty-Two
  58. Chapter Fifty-Three
  59. Chapter Fifty-Four
  60. Chapter Fifty-Five
  61. Chapter Fifty-Six
  62. Acknowledgments
  63. Other Titles by Lyn Gardner
  64. Going on Red
  65. Choices
  66. Born Out of Wedlock
  67. Give Me A Reason
  68. Mistletoe

“It seems the rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated,” Lisa said, taking a step. “Care to try again?”

Bennett held out her hand, stopping Lisa from taking another step. “No. It’s over. You and the others need to—”

The front door suddenly opened with a bang, and Bennett reeled around with her sword raised. A split second later, her eyes creased at the corners, watching the first of nine masked figures in ninja armor file into the house. Dressed entirely in black, armed to the teeth, and wearing hooded cowls, they took their places behind Bennett and the others.

Ruby took a step, gravitating toward the icy air now wafting in through the open door. It felt good against her heated skin, the perspiration on her brow drying in a breeze that smelled of pine. A few seconds passed, and then Ruby inclined her head ever so slightly when she detected another scent in the air. The perfume was more than a little familiar, and she fixed her eyes on the masked warriors.

Some were tall, and some were short. Some were lanky, and some were a bit on the pudgy side. By the fit of their garments, she could tell some were men, and some were women, and even though their faces were hidden, their eyes were not. Ruby looked from one opening in a mask to the next until, halfway down the line, she saw a pair she’d seen before. It was all Ruby could do not to laugh out loud, although a quiet one did escape when she said under her breath, “Shit.”

One of the armored fighters stepped from the line and approached Bennett.

“What took you so long?” Bennett whispered.

The man’s eyes twinkled. “I was caught up in my favorite book,” he said, looking past Bennett. “Should I assume it’s the ponce in the middle of the pack up there we’re after?”

“Yes, but he’s mine. So is the repugnant fellow next to him.”

“Oh, goodie,” Napoleon called out from above, clapping his hands like a trained seal. “You’ve brought us dinner, and they were nice enough to bring their own silverware. How thoughtful.”

“No, Napoleon,” Bennett said, donning a smile worthy of a Cheshire cat as she turned around. “I brought you daywalkers.”

Chapter Fifty-Two