“Your life wasn’t as good there as you have it here. I’m actually a
little worried about what you, the other you, is going to do with that
computer.”
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Dante looked vaguely pleased. “Probably something incredibly
evil. I always thought I’d make a good super villain.”
Meg checked the .357. The weight felt good in her hands.
“Speaking of villains, tell me the blonde bitch who’s trying to kill my
husbands is Liadan.”
“Is that the chick Beck’s been banging?” He quickly corrected
himself. “I mean was banging before he met his one true love and
started being completely faithful?”
“You’re a good wingman,” Meg remarked. “And yes, I’m talking
about Beck’s ex-honey. Please tell me I get to kill her.”
Dante took a long gulp of Scotch. Meg was sure it was top-of-the-
line stuff. When he looked back, Meg saw the fear in his clear eyes.
“If she doesn’t kill you first, sweetheart. She’s quite horrible. I saw her face, her real face. I wish I didn’t have to see it again.”
Meg checked to make sure the gun was loaded. She looked back
at Dante as she placed the .357 Magnum in the holster and reached for
the extra jacket the vampire had offered her. It was too big, but it
would keep her dry. “You don’t have to. You point me in the right
direction, and I’ll take care of her. It’s my responsibility, not yours.
You’ve done your job.”
Those clear green eyes rolled back. “Stuff it, sweetheart. Don’t
give me the lone warrior routine. I’m still a freaking vampire, and I
have my pride. Besides, my cousins would kick my ass if they found
out I sent their wife in to face a hag and her nasty little cat while I
stayed safe and dry in my tent. I’m going with you, and that’s that.
Now, since we’ve gone ahead and acknowledged that we’re about to