From BLOOD ON THE BAYOU by David Burton
A barrage of gunfire came from the other side of the motel. She heard the familiar sound of their SUV at full get-the-hell-out-of-there throttle. A burst of black smoke rose from the other vehicles.
“No points for anyone, Monsieur.” Simone shot him in the head.
She paused for a long moment, staring at the body. How many mortals had died because of her? How many vampires had she ended permanently? Looking down at the lifeless man she thought how tired she was of killing, of struggling to survive. Their cause was good, but afterward…a quiet home somewhere, with Fin? No struggles, no enemies, a quiet, boring immortality.
A gunshot a few feet away yanked her out of her vision of an unlikely future. She spun around, dropping to a crouch, aiming at Teresa, who was frozen in place, .45 in both hands, watching a second vampire shudder and die.
Simone dropped her gun. “What happened to keeping quiet?”
Teresa lowered her weapon and let it hang at her side. “The same thing that was going to happen to you in about two seconds.” She gently gripped Simone’s arm. “You were just staring at that guy. You looked…sad. Did you know him?”
Simone laid her hand on Teresa’s. “Non. C’est bon, mon amie.”
Horn blowing, engine roaring, tires spitting out a trail of mud, grass and leaves, their SUV raced away from the motel toward them.
“Our ride is here,” Teresa said.
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