Page 27 of Prince of Ruin
“Where’s Azazel?”
“Um, let’s just say he won’t be a bother for the moment. You’ve got time to get out.”
“Tay. Give it.”
Tay dumped the entire cam feed into her head.
Blood. Screaming. A knife, trailing down the vamp’s face as Azazel grabbed his chin in his gloved hand and leaned close to whisper something to him.
And then the vision was gone.
Sera slowly released her breath. She knew what he’d become. He’d been a warrior once, honed to war. Endless violence between Lucifer’s agents and the angel host had turned his heart—or what had ever existed of it—to stone.
Clearly, the Fall had done the rest of the damage.
Or maybe that had been her betrayal.
Because there was nothing left of the angel she’d once loved.
Nothing?She was suddenly back in bed, with his lips skimming over her breasts and his dark eyes locked on her as if he could see right through her. There’d been a moment where he’d looked at her, and she saw the angel she’d loved.
Her treacherous heart wanted to defend him.He was there, he was still there. Or parts of him, anyway.
Sera forced herself to take that recalcitrant organ in hand.Even if there’s still a piece of that angel left, he’ll never share it with you. Not after this.
“Earth to Sera?”
She shook the doubts away, buttoning his shirt down her front. “Have you got an escape route for me yet?”
“I’ve got something better.” Tay’s voice vibrated with even more enthusiasm than normal. “Sera. I just found some hidden schematics. There’s a secret room, right on the other side of the wall in front of you. And it’s as big as the gallery.”
A secret room.
Located right in the heart of the club.
It would be layered in so many wards it would feel like wearing cobwebs over her skin if she entered. Azazel was distracted, but he’d feel it. She knew he would.
Sera found her shoes and tugged her skirt down. She was as bare as a newborn beneath it, but her panties had vanished sometime between his desk and the bed. A quick scan located a Glock in the side table. Magazine fully loaded.
“You got a way out, yet?” she asked.
“It’s risky.”
“We always knew that. Set up the car. Get the others into position.” She took a deep breath as Tay dumped the new schematics, including her escape route, into her head. Great. Right out of a window on the top floor. “And then give me five before you kick off the Big Palooza.”
Gettinginto the secret vault was harder than the gallery had been.
The lock on the vault was first grade, and blowing it would only bring the entire house down on her head. He’d thought of everything.
In the end, it was Tay who came up with the answer.
“I think I can get us through the retinal scanner,” the little witch said. Her words were coming thick and fast now, as if she was dialed in so deep into the internal hardware of the building that she was mentally miles away.
“How?”
“Think back. You were looking into his eyes at one stage, yeah?”
“Yeah.”
