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"What happened, h this, I’ to make him pay"

Soan frowned at the stranger

"Who the hell are you?"

"Aher earlier words

Shockingly, the creature blew a raspberry toward the vaht

"I am the demon who is about to save you and your Gothic friend’s ass," he announced grandly "Just lay there and bleed, Jagr, while I work enuine horror, his hand reaching out to weakly grab at the creature The tiny beast was too quick, and with a flick of his tail, he was hurrying to scrae, his tiny arr , his arm snaked around her waist and she found herself yanked down beside hilared at the vaain interrupted as a brilliant flash of light filled the roo boo if the Air Force had arrived and decided Hannibal needed bo "What the hell was that?"

She heard the patter of footsteps, and the gray creature returned to stand beside the over Jagr "How bad is it, varab the beast’s arm "Did you kill them?"

"They’reus for a while"

A hint of relief touched Jagr’s tight features "Did you see thes "No, but I sr frowned "Cur, not Were?"

"Has your brain dribbled aith your blood, oyle with exquisite skills I know the difference between a Were and a cur"

"Why the hell would a cur be shooting at us?" Jagr muttered

"The better question is: ouldn’t want to shoot you?"

Regan barely noted the sharp exchange, regarding the stranger with a disbelieving frown

"You’re really a…gargoyle?"

The gargoyle perfor rainbow of red and blue and gold

"Levet, at your service, o"

Regan struggled to a sitting position "Jesus, was there anyone in Chicago she didn’t send?"

Levet shrugged "She’s concerned for you"

Before Regan could respond, Jagr hissed with impatience "We can discuss Darcy and her evil sense of hu this hotel before the humans call the police"

Levet snorted "While I would be perfectly content to sign off on your death warrant, Jagr, there’s the teeniest tiniest chance I an safe You can’t be r rasped

Levet held up his hands and stepped hastily back "Sorry, fresh out"

Jagr’s eyes fluttered shut, as if he were on the verge of losing consciousness

"The hospital…blood bank…" he ht about the huht noas another battle with guns blazing

"Screw that, we don’t have tian pressed her wrist to Jagr’s mouth As much as she hated to admit it, she owed the damned va ice-blue eyes "Regan?"

"Just do it before I decide to leave your ass here for the cops to haul off to the oyle hurried toward the door leading to the hallway "I’ll go keep watch and an, you are certain?" Jagr dee speech pattern

Certain? Christ, no She didn’t have clue as about to happen Well, nothing beyond a great deal of pain when those huge fangs sank into her flesh

Thankfully, she was no coward, and if Jagr needed blood to get hiet blood

"Do you need an engraved invitation?" she taunted, not at all surprised when his r was not a varettably, her plan had neglected one small detail