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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

Drawing a katana from her scabbard, Bennett flipped it over, and thrusting it between Ivan’s dangling legs, she drove it into the plywood wall. “The thing about bats you and that piece of shit over there keep forgetting is that a bat’s hearing is exceptional, and the thing about daywalkers is we surpass even bats,” Bennett said, glaring up at the man. “Now…what was it you said a short while ago? You sliced Lisa like a haddock from stem to stern?” Bennett slowly scrutinized Ivan from head to toe. “How about I reverse that? Let’s go from stern to stem…shall we?”

Bennett released her hold on Ivan, and gravity did the rest. Ivan dropped onto the blade of Bennett’s sword, and his howls echoed in the keep as it sliced him in two up to his chest. Eviscerated, he stood against the wall, his bug-eyes bulging even further as his intestines, like snakes, slithered their way to his feet.

Bennett had spoken the truth. She had never truly taken enjoyment in killing another, and even though Ivan deserved to die, and he would die, his blubbering wails played on her humanity. Bennett retrieved one dagger Ivan had thrown at her and returned to stand in front of the man. “This is the only mercy I will show you,” she said, placing the dagger in Ivan’s hand. “You can remain like this until the sun comes up and burn alive, or you can plunge this into your heart and end yourself. The choice is yours.”

Bennett turned to Napoleon, who was cowering against the opposite wall. His face had lost all its color, and by the stain on the front of his trousers, that’s not all he had lost.

“Don’t k-kill me,” Napoleon said, holding up his hands. “I’m…I’m unarmed and…uh…and I’ve got…I’ve got riches, lots and lots of riches. You can have it all, Archer. All the gems, all the cash…everything just…just don’t kill me. I beg you. Please don’t kill me.”

Bennett choked back a laugh and bowed her head for a moment. When she raised it again, her smile was wide. “I have no bloody intention of killing you, Napoleon,” she said, taking a step closer. “I told you once not too long ago exactly what I would do to you if you ever harmed anyone I cared about. I don’t know what the council has in store for you, but before they do whatever it is they intend to do, I plan to do precisely what I promised.”

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