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time,” Sebastian told me, his fingers whispering across my cheek.
“Do not feel guilty, Belle. You are innocent of any
wrongdoing.”
“ Où are the imps?” Sally asked, peering out into the darkness as
the revenants rebuilt their barricade.
“ They probably went back
to Abaddon.” With reluctance, I took a step back from Sebastian. I
needed time to think things out, and I couldn’t do that with him
touching me, stirring feelings that had lain dormant for so
long.
“ That should hold it,” Tim
said as the men moved the last bit of hall furniture across the
doorway. “We should be safe from those little yellow devils
now.”
“ I could eat them, you
know,” the remains of William answered. “I’d be happy to do it.
That would solve a big part of the problem, wouldn’t it? I could
probably put away a couple dozen braces of imps with no
difficulty.”
Sally frowned, looking up
and down the street before coming back into the hall.
“ Non. Les imps
don’t just disappear, hein ? They must be banished properly
by le Guardian.
They must be somewhere else.”
I frowned at her words, glancing through the
part of the doorway visible around edges of the barricades. “They
don’t go off on their own? Then where did they go?”
A muffled crashing noise drifted up from
beneath the floor. We all looked down.
“ You checked the windows?”
I asked Sally. “They were all warded?”
“ Well… oui. So far as I know. Je ne quite sure what a
ward looks like…”
Sebastian swore.
“ What’s down in the
basement?” I looked at Damian.
“ It matters not. Beloved,
we must leave now.” Sebastian grabbed my hand and tried to haul me
toward the door.
“ Nothing is down there,”
Damian answered, shrugging. “A few broken crates, the furnace, a
wine rack with no wine in it, and one of those big old-fashioned
radios that Papa says everyone used to listen to.”
Sebastian’s gaze met mine. “Furnace?” I
asked him.
“ Pilot light,” he
answered, and without another word, snatched the back of Damian’s
shirt with one hand and my arm with another, kicking aside the
barricade before shoving us both through the doorway. “Run!” he
ordered.
I grabbed Damian and ran down the steps to
the street below, heartened to see the revenants and Sally spilling
out of the house after us. Sebastian brought up the rear.
“ Here, what about me?”
wailed a voice from within the house.
“ Oooh, we’ve left Will,”
Jack the revenant said, but the rest of his sentence was drowned
out by a loud explosion. Sebastian hurled himself at me, knocking
both Damian and me to the ground, covering us when a fireball
exploded from the house, consuming everything in its
path.
Chapter Six
“ Damn the imps,” Tim
muttered, as behind us, the door to the hotel room closed. Ah,
sanctuary.
I collapsed into the nearest chair, heedless
of the soot that no doubt came off my charred clothing. “Amen to
that.”
“ Mmrfm wbrbl mnplm.”
Damian, on his way to investigate the video-game equipment in the
entertainment center also housing a flat-screen television, paused
long enough to pull a faintly smoking object out of a plastic
carrier bag. He set the remains of William’s remains—now just a
blackened head—on the coffee table, propping it up next to a bowl
of seashells.
“ Ta, lad,” William’s head
said politely. “I’m a bit peckish…anyone not using all their
fingers or toes?”
“ Did we have to
bring that? ”
Sebastian asked, glaring at William’s head. William grinned back
and blew a kiss.
“ Tim felt it would be
wrong to leave a sentient body…er…part of a body behind,” I
explained wearily. “I suppose I can see his point. Once a revenant,
always a revenant, until the entire body is destroyed.”
“ That’s right, and I’ve
still got me old noggin,” William said, nodding. Unfortunately, the
act sent the head rolling across the table until it was lying
upside down.
Damian shoved it aside
time,” Sebastian told me, his fingers whispering across my cheek.
“Do not feel guilty, Belle. You are innocent of any
wrongdoing.”
“ Où are the imps?” Sally asked, peering out into the darkness as
the revenants rebuilt their barricade.
“ They probably went back
to Abaddon.” With reluctance, I took a step back from Sebastian. I
needed time to think things out, and I couldn’t do that with him
touching me, stirring feelings that had lain dormant for so
long.
“ That should hold it,” Tim
said as the men moved the last bit of hall furniture across the
doorway. “We should be safe from those little yellow devils
now.”
“ I could eat them, you
know,” the remains of William answered. “I’d be happy to do it.
That would solve a big part of the problem, wouldn’t it? I could
probably put away a couple dozen braces of imps with no
difficulty.”
Sally frowned, looking up
and down the street before coming back into the hall.
“ Non. Les imps
don’t just disappear, hein ? They must be banished properly
by le Guardian.
They must be somewhere else.”
I frowned at her words, glancing through the
part of the doorway visible around edges of the barricades. “They
don’t go off on their own? Then where did they go?”
A muffled crashing noise drifted up from
beneath the floor. We all looked down.
“ You checked the windows?”
I asked Sally. “They were all warded?”
“ Well… oui. So far as I know. Je ne quite sure what a
ward looks like…”
Sebastian swore.
“ What’s down in the
basement?” I looked at Damian.
“ It matters not. Beloved,
we must leave now.” Sebastian grabbed my hand and tried to haul me
toward the door.
“ Nothing is down there,”
Damian answered, shrugging. “A few broken crates, the furnace, a
wine rack with no wine in it, and one of those big old-fashioned
radios that Papa says everyone used to listen to.”
Sebastian’s gaze met mine. “Furnace?” I
asked him.
“ Pilot light,” he
answered, and without another word, snatched the back of Damian’s
shirt with one hand and my arm with another, kicking aside the
barricade before shoving us both through the doorway. “Run!” he
ordered.
I grabbed Damian and ran down the steps to
the street below, heartened to see the revenants and Sally spilling
out of the house after us. Sebastian brought up the rear.
“ Here, what about me?”
wailed a voice from within the house.
“ Oooh, we’ve left Will,”
Jack the revenant said, but the rest of his sentence was drowned
out by a loud explosion. Sebastian hurled himself at me, knocking
both Damian and me to the ground, covering us when a fireball
exploded from the house, consuming everything in its
path.
Chapter Six
“ Damn the imps,” Tim
muttered, as behind us, the door to the hotel room closed. Ah,
sanctuary.
I collapsed into the nearest chair, heedless
of the soot that no doubt came off my charred clothing. “Amen to
that.”
“ Mmrfm wbrbl mnplm.”
Damian, on his way to investigate the video-game equipment in the
entertainment center also housing a flat-screen television, paused
long enough to pull a faintly smoking object out of a plastic
carrier bag. He set the remains of William’s remains—now just a
blackened head—on the coffee table, propping it up next to a bowl
of seashells.
“ Ta, lad,” William’s head
said politely. “I’m a bit peckish…anyone not using all their
fingers or toes?”
“ Did we have to
bring that? ”
Sebastian asked, glaring at William’s head. William grinned back
and blew a kiss.
“ Tim felt it would be
wrong to leave a sentient body…er…part of a body behind,” I
explained wearily. “I suppose I can see his point. Once a revenant,
always a revenant, until the entire body is destroyed.”
“ That’s right, and I’ve
still got me old noggin,” William said, nodding. Unfortunately, the
act sent the head rolling across the table until it was lying
upside down.
Damian shoved it aside
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