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    He took out a pair of forceps. Kostas knelt down on the other side of the body and held up a flashlight, a beam directed onto the bullet hole in her chest. Time was of the essence. He couldn’t wait a second longer. She was already going into septic shock.
    Without a word, Trevor forced the instrument into the hole and rooted around for the bullet. He found it, pulled it out, then moved down to the wound in her gut. He took that one out in less time.
    â€œWill she live?”
    Trevor glanced up at the woman standing over them. It was Mistress Guinevere. She was as exquisite as he remembered. Vampires were always beautiful and alluring, but this vampiress took that to a whole other level.
    She had waist-length brilliant red hair, amber eyes and pale skin. Most vampires were pale but Guinevere had skin like fine china. She almost glowed.
    Nodding to Kostas to bandage her up, Trevor stood. “Yes, she’ll live.”
    â€œGood. That’s good.” She wrung her long elegant hands together.
    And that’s when Trevor noticed the blood drops on her peacock blue gown.
    He reached out for her. “Are you—?”
    She shook her head, then with a nod, turned to go into the adjacent room. Grabbing his medical bag, Trevor followed her in.
    After he stepped over the threshold, the door closed on its own. Although he knew that wasn’t possible; the vampiress had likely compelled it shut. Turning quickly, he pulled on the door. It was locked.
    â€œAm I a prisoner?”
    â€œOf course not, I just need some privacy. I don’t want the others to know I am injured. It would worry them.”
    Trevor approached her. “Where are you hurt?”
    She lifted her right arm to reveal a bullet wound along her side.
    As he neared her, he stripped off the latex gloves he was wearing, shoved them into a pocket, and snapped on a new pair. He inspected the bloody wound. It wasn’t as bad as the other vampiress’ this was a through and through. The bullet was not inside her flesh, eating away at her.
    â€œIt’s not bad. But I’m going to need you to take off your dress so I can bandage it properly.” The dress looked as though it cost about a month of his salary and he really didn’t want to ruin it further. “What happened, by the way? How did you get shot?”
    From this close proximity, he could see her glorious amber eyes. They sparkled like gems, mesmerizing him. The scent of cinnamon wafted to his nose and he had to fight the urge to inhale deeply.
    â€œSomeone with a vendetta I think. I don’t believe I was the intended target.”
    He thought of the other vampiress lying on the floor. “Did you see who did the shooting?”
    She shook her head. “Male, human. But he was already up the stairs and gone before anyone could react.”
    Trevor frowned. “That’s odd. How could a human escape a room full of vampires?”
    â€œHow indeed.” She raised one elegant eyebrow. “I recognize you. You have been to my show?”
    He nodded. “Twice.”
    Her full mouth twitched up at the corners into a warm smile. “I like repeat customers.”
    â€œYour voice is amazing.”
    â€œWhat is your name?”
    â€œTrevor Blackstone.”
    She eyed him curiously. “Hmm, Blackstone. You come from an old witch family. I may have known your ancestors.”
    Although he had lived most of his life in Nouveau Monde, it still rattled him a little when he met people who knew his grandmother or great-grandfather. People who looked as young as he was.
    She brought her long slim hand up to the zipper on the side of her gown intending to pull it down so Trevor could get at the bullet hole, but her hand stilled, and he got the sense that she was listening to something out of his hearing range.
    â€œWhat is it?” he asked.
    It was then that he heard gunshots from beyond the door.
    â€œWhat the hell?” Trevor rushed to the