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"You will not be pleased to discover I have failed in ivefor the nearby stairs to the terrace, his back stiff and his shoulders bunched with tension

"Jagr, wait" She stonored her plea and disappeared through the open door "Dammit He is…"

"Coetting the fact that she was confronting perhaps the most lethal demon in the world, not to an clenched her fists and headed in Jagr’s wake

Walk out on her?

Not gonna happen

"Well, I’m just about to uncomplicate him," she muttered "Excuse me"

"Regan"

The dark voice was pleasant, but edged with enough of a colance over her shoulder

"What?"

His beautiful face was soht "I would ask to meet with you and discuss your future"

Future? Shit She didn’t want to deal with the expectations her call had no doubt raised in her sister Or any future that ht include a family she’d never wanted

Not when she had an obstinate, hten out

"I…" She halted her instinctive denial as she ht as well have been tattooed across his forehead She sighed Great Just what she needed Another ruthless vaenda "Yeah, fine But later" She headed for the door "Much later"

Sadie was beyond pissed off

Nothing unusual

Being pissed off was a constant state of mind lately

No Not lately

She could pinpoint the precise tian-freaking-Princess-of-Weres had hit town

Damn the bitch

This was all her fault

She was the one who had called the wrath of the vaht Salvatore snooping around where he didn’t belong She was even responsible for that da to be such a pain in the ass

And yet, Sadie knew she would be the one held to blame for the entire fiasco

Caine was not a cur who accepted failure

Hell, the last person to fail hiruesome reminder of what happens to those who disappoint the self-proclaimed leader of the curs

Which, no doubt, explained why Duncan had done a disappearing act, along with the witch

Well, screw them

Sadie didn’t run She didn’t hide

Not any h water, and that was exactly what she was going to do

Unfurling the whip, she sliced another ribbon of flesh off Gaynor’s back as he cowered in a corner of the basement

When they had returned to the tea shop, after yet another futile search for the pureblood, to discover her guards dead and the va out her frustrations on the i and her lust for pain clogging herNot when her ti the whip as she watched the blood pour down the imp’s shredded back "You swore to me the vampire couldn’t escape from your prison"

"He didn’t"