From BLOOD ON THE MOUNTAIN by David Burton
Justine saw the blade and knew she couldn’t stop it. A millisecond of anger. Two of regret. Three of NO, she had moves.
Then it didn’t matter.
Rubicon flew off her and slammed into the stone wall. She thought she heard his spine snap as his body hit the corner of a window.
“Never thought you would be una damisela en apuros.”
“That better not mean what I think it means.” She took Teresa’s hand. Justine tilted her head toward the twitching vampire. “I assume that means you have your magic back.”
“Can I get you out of here now?”
“One more thing.” Justine picked up her blade and turned to where Rubicon lay. He wasn’t there. “Where is he?” She spun around, searched the floor, checked the still intact window. “Damn it, where…?”
“No, Teresa, you may not get her out now.” The voice came from across the room by the entrance. Rubicon stood up, working his back and shoulders as he rose. Laughing, he said, “Unlike mortals Vampires heal quicker as they grow older.”
Teresa and Justine, stared, stunned, frozen except for Teresa’s lips and fingers.
“Something you two will not have to worry about.”
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