“Lance. A dry heave racks my body as a sickening flashback to another vampire caught by flames propels me back. Ortiz in a warehouse. A burst of light as his body ignited. The vampire retreats. I couldn’t save Ortiz. I can’t save Lance. Can I? Another flash. Williams face. Distorted. Angry. You could have saved Ortiz. Flames can’t hurt you. Lance is pushing at the door, pounding on the window. Neither yields. He can’t seem to break free. His strength should be enough. Is it his terror of the fir...e? Fear that even if he gets out of the car, he has nowhere to go? The floor of the garage is a sea of flame. Something in the garage exploded, not the car. The flames haven’t touched Lance yet. But they’re creeping toward the car. They could ignite the cloth top or the gas tank sitting in the undercarriage. Adele at my side, screaming. “Help him!” Lance claws at the roof of the car, trying to rip it open. He hears Adele, looks back, sees me. When our eyes meet, he stops fighting.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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