"What's going on?" Robby asked. "Connor called and said something was wrong, but he dinna know what."
"The Malcontents may have murdered some mortals. Emma's on her way there." Angus gritted his teeth. "Alone."
"We're on our way." Robby rang off.
Cursing some more, Angus strode into Tina's apartment. Lindsey was hovering by a doorway, trembling.
"Excuse me." He slipped past her.
She jumped back with a squeal. "There's blood on her neck!"
Tina was sprawled on the bed. Phineas was tugging a sheet up to her chin.
"Good news," Gregori said. "She's alive."
"Aye." Angus frowned at the twin punctures on her neck. "I can still hear her heart beating."
"You can?" Phineas gazed at Tina, confused.
Angus gave his rookie an irritated look. "Ye have a lot to learn, lad." He turned to Gregori. "Teleport her to Romatech for a transfusion, then bring her back."
"I'm on it," Gregori assured him. "Were you able to reach Emma?"
"Aye - " Angus stopped talking when Lindsey leaped into the room, waving a foot-long, plaster Celtic cross in front of her.
"Begone, you demons!" She aimed the cross at each of them. "Go back to hell where you belong!"
Angus sighed. "And when ye're done," he continued to talk to Gregori, "be sure to erase their memory."
"What?" Lindsey shook her cross like it might be broken. "Why didn't it work? Aren't you guys like vampires or something?"
Gregori motioned for Phineas to pick Tina up. "Let's get going."
"Where are you taking her?" Lindsey dropped the cross and fell to her knees. "Oh my God. You're going to change her into a vampire, too. She'll be young and hot forever." Her face brightened, and she jumped to her feet. "Sign me up!"
Angus shook his head as he left the room. "The vampire world could never survive you two."
The police had cordoned off the entrance to the heliport, so Emma asked the cabbie to drop her off nearby. She wove through the noisy crowd, headed for the nearest police officer. She fished in her tote bag for her ID badge. Her hand grazed her cell phone, and she considered calling Angus, but there were too many people jammed together for him to teleport there safely or unnoticed. She located her ID and showed it to those who remained stubbornly in her way.
"Excuse me. Homeland Security." That usually got people out of the way.
She finally made it to the crime scene tape and a police officer. She flashed her badge and shouted to be heard over the noise. "I need to see the bodies!"
"You'll have to talk to the captain first." The officer pointed at a man in a trench coat about a hundred yards away, next to an ambulance. Two medics were loading a gurney with a body bag.
Emma ducked under the tape and strode toward the captain. She'd gotten about ten yards when another officer yelled at her to stop.
She raised her badge. "Homeland Security."
After another fifty yards, she passed by a police car. She narrowed her eyes against the glare of its flashing lights.
A uniformed officer stepped away from the car to block her path. "This is a crime scene."
She lifted her badge. "Homeland - " She gasped when he seized her upper arms.
"This will be a very bad crime scene."
A Russian accent. She'd caught it too late. Stunned, she gazed into Alek's face. The flashing red and yellow lights made his smile look evil.
"Do you like my costume? The officer no longer needs it." He tilted his head toward the car.
It was difficult to see with the strobe lights flashing in her eyes, but Emma spotted a man in the front seat, his head twisted at a bizarre angle. Without warning, she rammed her knee into Alek's groin.
He stumbled back. She aimed a series of punches at his chest, then spun and kicked him in the face.
Alek fell, blood gushing from his nose.
"Oh my God!" Someone in the crowd shouted. "She's attacking a police officer!"
"Halt!" Several voices shouted.
Emma turned to see two officers running toward her. Her badge - where was it? She'd dropped it when she was punching Alek.
"Looking for this?" Alek jumped to his feet, her ID in his hand. His smile was tinted with blood. He licked the blood from around his mouth, then zoomed away, taking her badge with him.
"Halt, or I'll shoot!" an officer yelled.
Emma dove into the crowd and worked her way in the direction Alek had headed. Pier 66. She dug her cell phone out and called Angus.
"About time!" he thundered. "Where are you? Are ye all right?"
"Yes, I'm fine. Let me find a good place." Behind the crowd, she spotted a local news van. She ducked behind it. "Okay, you can come now. The Malcontents are definitely behind these murders. I saw Alek here. In fact, he tried to capture me, but - " She stopped when Angus appeared beside her.
He caught her by the shoulders. "Are ye all right?"
"Yes. I gave Alek a bloody nose, and he ran away."
Angus laughed and pulled her into an embrace. "That's my girl." He leaned back to give her a stern look. "Doona ever frighten me like that again."
"I can take care of myself." She smiled. "But I'm glad you're here."
"Is Alek still in the vicinity?"
"He ran toward Pier 66." Emma dropped her cell phone into her bag and retrieved a handful of stakes. "We need to take care of him. He's killed at least four tonight, including a police officer." She jammed the stakes into her belt.
"Nay. I want ye to stay here. Or better yet, go back home."
"I'm not leaving you." She looped her tote bag around her neck and one shoulder. "If we don't finish off Alek tonight, he'll keep killing."
Angus frowned at her. "Verra well. But first we call backup." He punched in a number. "Robby, we're going after Alek. Pier 66. Hurry." He dropped his phone into his sporran. "Ready?"
Angus led her toward the pier, using cars and Dumpsters for cover. They hurried along the back wall of a warehouse.
A woman screamed.
Emma cursed silently. How many people did Alek plan on killing tonight?
Angus peered around the corner. "There's a small building on the river's edge. The scream came from behind it."
Emma took a quick look. It was a place that rented Jet Skis. She removed a stake from her belt. "Let's go."
They ran along the side of the warehouse, hugging the shadows, then divided to approach the target. Emma took the southern route and peeked around the corner. A rectangular pier jutted out over the river. There, in the dim moonlight, she could see a woman pinned beneath a man dressed in a police uniform. Alek. The woman lay still on the wooden planks while he rested on top of her and nuzzled her neck.
Angus zoomed toward them and pointed his claymore at Alek's neck. "Release her."
Emma eased onto the pier, looking carefully about. No one else in sight.
"Release her!" Angus shouted.
"Must I?" Alek asked calmly. He levitated off the body.
Angus glanced at the woman, then stepped back. "Emma, get out of here, quick!"
The woman started laughing.
Emma backed up, reluctant to leave Angus on his own. The woman rose to her feet, unharmed. Her fashionably slashed jeans rested low on her hips. Under her black leather jacket, her red halter top barely covered her br**sts. She flipped her long, dark hair over her shoulder and gave Angus a look filled with hate.
This was personal, Emma realized. She turned and gasped when a line of shadowy figures levitated around the pier. Six vampires. They'd been hiding underneath, and now they landed lightly on the wooden railing.
She flexed her fingers around her stake, widened her stance, and bent her knees. A total of eight vampires against her and Angus. If they could just hold out until Robby and Giacomo arrived.
A vampire leaped through the air, his sword drawn. Angus charged, knocked the sword aside with his claymore, spun, and skewered the vampire through the heart. With a scream, the vampire burst into a cloud of dust that drifted down onto the pier.
Two vampires dashed toward Emma. She sidestepped the first one, then turned to kick him in the back. That propelled him forward and made him crash into the building. Continuing her turn, she spun to face the second assailant and met him with her stake in his chest. He turned to dust.