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after her thirty-first birthday.
    â€œThey took her two weeks ago.”
    Two weeks. She shook her head, and told him the truth, “She’s dead.”
    A muscle flexed along his jaw. “You don’t kill your prey.”
    How did he know that? But she didn’t deny it, there’d be no point in lying. “Yeah, well, I’m not your average vampire, either.” Most of her kind were sadistic bastards and bitches who liked to play with their food, then kill it, painfully. “If they’ve had her that long, she’s dead. Mourn her, then move on.”
    The bloodlust in her had cooled at his words. With one last look at him, she spun around and began walking down the street.
    She’d taken five steps when his voice stopped her cold.
    â€œShe’s a child, Maya. Only nine years old.”
    Hell.
    Her eyes squeezed shut. Vampires with a kid. Sick fucks.
    â€œI have to find her. I will find her. With or without your help.”
    Doubtful.
    A kid. Why’d it have to be a kid?
    â€œA Born Master sent his pack after her. Bastard named Nassor.”
    Her body tensed. Nassor.
    â€œYou’ve helped others. I know you have. You’ve hunted down demons, shifters.”
    Yes, she’d gone on the hunt. For a price.
    But a kid. With Nassor. He’d rip her apart.
    Damn. Her shoulders fell. There wasn’t much of a choice for her anymore.
    Maya started walking again. Her Harley Sportster motorcycle waited for her just a few feet away.
    â€œSo that’s it?” He shouted. “You’re just going to leave? Going to turn your back on me and—”
    She reached the bike. Climbed on. Revved the engine and felt her baby purr beneath her. Her fingers tightened around the handlebars as she glanced over her shoulder and drawled, “You comin’ or are you gonna scream all night?” The guy must have some strong lungs on him.
    He shook his head and then a full smile split his lips. “You’ll help me?”
    â€œMaybe.” Because she was the world’s biggest idiot. Her gaze held his. “But there’s gonna be a price.” Nothing came free. Especially not a life.
    His smile faded. “Isn’t there always?”
    Ah, but he’d never had to pay a vampire. She’d bet her undead life on that fact. If Adam Brody wanted her to track a pack of vamps and try to rescue a kid, well, he was going to have to pay a heavy price, indeed.
    He’d have to pay it in blood.
    The motorcycle’s engine growled. “Get on,” she ordered. “There’s a helmet on the back.”
    In seconds, he was behind her, climbing onto the bike and sliding those long, strong legs behind hers.
    â€œHold on.”
    His hands wrapped around her waist. His chest pressed flush against her back.
    Damn, but the guy was warm.
    And he felt good.
    The cycle shot away from the street corner, flying straight into the night.
    Adam’s hold tightened. “Where are we going?”
    â€œI’ve got a stop to make.” Until they worked out their exchange, she wasn’t letting him out of her sight.
    â€œWe need to find Cammie, we have to—”
    â€œSlick, there’s no damn way we’re finding her tonight.” They had barely an hour before dawn. She raised her voice over the cycle’s snarl. “But there is somebody I’ve got to see.”
    She felt the sudden tautness of his body. So he wasn’t happy with her plans. Tough.
    A man had nearly died for her; the least she owed him was a visit.
    After she settled that debt, then she’d begin her bargain with Adam Brody.
    She wondered how he’d taste.

Chapter 2
    T he nurses and doctors on duty swarmed Maya the minute she shoved open the emergency room doors at Memorial Grove Hospital, and she realized too late that she probably looked like death.
    The demon’s blood still covered her. It had dried, dark red, on her arms and she could feel a faint stiffness