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tucked a gun and a sheathed dagger at the back of his jeans. He wore a loose black shirt over his black T-shirtâthe shirt also hid the body armor heâd chosen because it was designed to be good in a knife fight. Fomorii claws and knives were close, but Fomorii claws were definitely deadlier.
Bullets had proven to be almost worthless against the demons, unless they were still in human form. Daggers and swords were the most effective for decapitation and carving out the Fomorii hearts. Otherwise the demons healed almost instantly.
âWhat the hell? It looks like heâs taking BART,â Jake said as he began to follow the Fomorii man down the steps to where the Bay Area Rapid Transit trains would take its passengers all over the city and the Bay Area. No telling if the demon was going to where the congressman had lived, or if he was meeting with other Fomorii.
In San Francisco traffic, it would be impossible to follow the man with a car. When Rhiannon had first dropped Jake off, she had to circle the building several times to find a parking spot. She finally settled for parking illegally in front of a fire hydrant, and had to use her magic against two different policemen to avoid getting a ticket.
Rhiannon tapped her fingernails on the steering wheel. Bless it. Why is the demon taking BART? As a âcongressmanâ wouldnât he have a personal driver?
âHeâs getting on the transit headed north,â Jake said, his voice crackling through the receiver. âIâm going after him.â
âWeâll follow.â Keirâs clipped words came through the communication device and a shiver trailed Rhiannonâs spine. âAs soon as he disembarks, we will be ready,â he added.
Rhiannon decided to sit tight until Jake told them where the demon was going. She hoped it was close. After her little run-in with Keir today, she could use a good battle. Letting loose a few blasts of spellfire would relieve some of the frustration inside her.
Keir had studied multiple maps of San Francisco, including its transportation routes. He had an excellent memory and knew the location of each BART station in the Bay Area.
He used his magic to unfurl his wings through his leather tunic. He flexed the muscles in his back as he spread his wings wide before lifting himself from atop the building and into the foggy sky, invisible to human sight.
On one side of him traveled Tiernan. The warrior had been a lord of the court before he gave everything away for the human witch Copper. Keir was not sure a woman was worth such a price, but he had great respect for Tiernan, who had given up much for what he desired, for the one he loved.
Love. Keir shook his head at the thought of such nonsense.
Sheridan flew to his other side. Her wings were as blue as her eyes. The beautiful blond warrior Fae favored the sword. She had the ability to solve disputes with a few calm wordsâbut if someone were to anger her, she could, as the cop Jake would say, âkick some serious ass.â
Soaring northeast, Keir enjoyed the rush of wind over his body, the moisture from the fog coating his face, the feel of his wings pumping. Blood lust raged through him at the thought of taking down another Fomorii.
But inevitably his thoughts returned to Rhiannon. She
vexed him like no other woman or Fae being ever had. Keir was used to having any unattached female he chose and he always found new partners regularly. He enjoyed his freedom far too much to obsess on one woman.
This witch, though ⦠He wanted her like heâd never desired a woman before. After he had driven them both crazy with his kiss, she had fled. Heâd had to slip into the menâs restroom, where he stroked his cock and visualized taking her hard and fast. He had managed to climax, but afterward he realized that the whole incident only made him want her more. Perhaps once he bedded her, he could get the wench out of his system.
He would
Bullets had proven to be almost worthless against the demons, unless they were still in human form. Daggers and swords were the most effective for decapitation and carving out the Fomorii hearts. Otherwise the demons healed almost instantly.
âWhat the hell? It looks like heâs taking BART,â Jake said as he began to follow the Fomorii man down the steps to where the Bay Area Rapid Transit trains would take its passengers all over the city and the Bay Area. No telling if the demon was going to where the congressman had lived, or if he was meeting with other Fomorii.
In San Francisco traffic, it would be impossible to follow the man with a car. When Rhiannon had first dropped Jake off, she had to circle the building several times to find a parking spot. She finally settled for parking illegally in front of a fire hydrant, and had to use her magic against two different policemen to avoid getting a ticket.
Rhiannon tapped her fingernails on the steering wheel. Bless it. Why is the demon taking BART? As a âcongressmanâ wouldnât he have a personal driver?
âHeâs getting on the transit headed north,â Jake said, his voice crackling through the receiver. âIâm going after him.â
âWeâll follow.â Keirâs clipped words came through the communication device and a shiver trailed Rhiannonâs spine. âAs soon as he disembarks, we will be ready,â he added.
Rhiannon decided to sit tight until Jake told them where the demon was going. She hoped it was close. After her little run-in with Keir today, she could use a good battle. Letting loose a few blasts of spellfire would relieve some of the frustration inside her.
Keir had studied multiple maps of San Francisco, including its transportation routes. He had an excellent memory and knew the location of each BART station in the Bay Area.
He used his magic to unfurl his wings through his leather tunic. He flexed the muscles in his back as he spread his wings wide before lifting himself from atop the building and into the foggy sky, invisible to human sight.
On one side of him traveled Tiernan. The warrior had been a lord of the court before he gave everything away for the human witch Copper. Keir was not sure a woman was worth such a price, but he had great respect for Tiernan, who had given up much for what he desired, for the one he loved.
Love. Keir shook his head at the thought of such nonsense.
Sheridan flew to his other side. Her wings were as blue as her eyes. The beautiful blond warrior Fae favored the sword. She had the ability to solve disputes with a few calm wordsâbut if someone were to anger her, she could, as the cop Jake would say, âkick some serious ass.â
Soaring northeast, Keir enjoyed the rush of wind over his body, the moisture from the fog coating his face, the feel of his wings pumping. Blood lust raged through him at the thought of taking down another Fomorii.
But inevitably his thoughts returned to Rhiannon. She
vexed him like no other woman or Fae being ever had. Keir was used to having any unattached female he chose and he always found new partners regularly. He enjoyed his freedom far too much to obsess on one woman.
This witch, though ⦠He wanted her like heâd never desired a woman before. After he had driven them both crazy with his kiss, she had fled. Heâd had to slip into the menâs restroom, where he stroked his cock and visualized taking her hard and fast. He had managed to climax, but afterward he realized that the whole incident only made him want her more. Perhaps once he bedded her, he could get the wench out of his system.
He would
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