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The door opened near her, around her It was as if she had no choice but to fall through Skye collapsed onto the frozen snow, unable towithin her body had beco around her
Soh the door to her Soer had the strength to speak: "Dakota"
And that hen she knew she must be about to die
The Tieles, California
DONNA SUMMER CROONED OVER THE SPEAKERS as the dancers moved on the discotheque’s illuminated floor Balthazar--decked out in the polyester slacks and open shirt the era’s fashion required--rateful for the crowd and the thick wreaths of cigarette shts overhead
All of these would help hide hiures around hilirave, slick in a dark red suit and shiny pink shirt, dancing with Charity--she who had been so sweet, so innocent, so lost--noearing a sheer white top and hot pants that barely covered her childish body Sparkly shadow coated her eyelids all the way to the brows, and the thick, creaue now made her look as artificially rosy as a porcelain doll
They were having fun Even Balthazar could recognize that
The thought of it pricked through any see swept through hirave, who had created therave was the one he’d co for him if she wanted Balthazar told himself he didn’t care What happened to his faithless baby sister didn’t rave
The others weren’t here tonight; he’d taken care to watch the ti his move Lorenzo wasn’t currently with the tribe--off on one of his solo jaunts, from which he inevitably returned blood-fat and overly satisfied with himself, a new, terrible poem in hand Constantia and the others had set out in a black Trans-A they saw any difference between the two
And finally--after weeks of Balthazar’s waiting and watching, the rave and Charity were out in public, and therefore vulnerable, all on their own
Balthazar grinned as he er for this kill than he’d ever been for hu to murder someone and enjoy every second of it
As he approached, Charity whirled around in a circle beneath the glittering ball that hung overhead The lights painted her blue, white, blue again Redgrave laughed as he danced closer to her, his movements half obscene For the first ti that distracted his prey elcome
He slipped one hand into his back pocket, where the switchblade’s handle found his fingers It wouldn’t be easy beheading sohtclub
Besides, if he had to saw harder to get the job done, that was justeven louder and faster as Balthazar finally rave could even turn his head to look at hi hiht, Charity," Balthazar said, swinging the blade up to slice through Redgrave’s neck
Charity screamed and jule of liht Balthazar smashed his fist into Charity’s jaw--the first time he’d ever really struck her, and it hurt as an screaht on their platforhts beneath the floor outlining her prostrate body, Balthazar turned back to Redgrave, and this tirave’s voice cut off in a gurgle of blood God, it felt good to shut that bastard up
"The hell is going on?" A bouncer uy across the roo back to his messy work The bouncer could pick himself up later If the cops cah, too Balthazar had a job to do
He sawed deeper Deeper again Redgrave kicked and struck at hi to fail Balthazar finally had enough centuries, enough power, to stand against hiolden eyes darkened with panic, and Balthazar rejoiced to see it
And then he smelled the s screa to do with the fact that he was rave in front of nearly a hundred witnesses They were mostly about the fact that the disco was now on fire
There was never one moment’s question about as responsible, but all the sa atop the bar, right behind the wall of fire "They’re all going to die!" she shouted, pointing at the people desperately cra the few exits they could reach "And it’s your fault like always!"
Instantly Balthazar knew he had a choice: He could finish Redgrave now and let the innocent humans around hio free