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Bloody Bones :: Гамильтон Лорел
Страница: 166 из 272She'd finally started to scream, one loud, ragged, rage-filled sound after another. The dark-haired vamp pinned her to the wall, and the other one chained her.
"I can't just watch this," Larry said. He was standing very close to me; maybe he didn't know the vampires would hear his whispers.
It didn't really matter. "Neither can I."
We were going to get ourselves killed; might as well take as many of them with us as we could.
Jean-Claude turned around, as if he could smell us going for our guns. " Ma petite , Monsieur Kirkland, do not go for your weapons. They are treading legalities. The women have come to help entertain. They will not kill them."
"You're sure of that?" I asked.
He frowned. "I am sure of nothing anymore, but I believe that they will keep their word. The women are frightened and a little bruised, but they are not harmed."
"This isn't harm?" Larry asked. He looked outraged, and I couldn't blame him.
I answered him. "Vampires have a very unique sense of what's harmful, don't they, Jean-Claude?"
He met my gaze. "I see accusation in your eyes, but remember this, Ma petite , you asked me to bring you here. So do not blame this particular problem on me."
"Is our entertainment so boring?" Janos asked.
"We were discussing whether to kill you all now, or later," I said, my voice very matter-of-fact.
Janos gave a low chuckle. "Please do break the truce, Anita. I would love to have an excuse to get you on one of my novelties. I think you would take a long time to break. Then again, it is sometimes the braggarts who break first."
"I don't brag, Janos. I tell the truth."
"She believes what she says," Kissa said.
"Yes, she has a disturbing hint of truth to her," Janos said. "Most tasty."
The blonde, Lisa, had stopped struggling against the chains. She sagged in them, nearly incoherent with crying. The other girl, now that she was chained, stood very still, but a fine trembling had started in her arms and hands. She balled her hands into fists, but could not stop the trembling.
"The women came for a little adventure. They are certainly getting their money's worth," Janos said.
The two female vamps opened panels in the black walls. They each took out a long coil of whip. Neither of the girls could see. I was glad.
I couldn't stand and watch, I couldn't. It would kill something inside me to just stand and watch, even if it meant I died. I'd at least go down fighting, and I'd take some of them with me. Better than nothing. But before we all committed suicide, I'd try to talk.
"I can't just watch this," Larry said. He was standing very close to me; maybe he didn't know the vampires would hear his whispers.
It didn't really matter. "Neither can I."
We were going to get ourselves killed; might as well take as many of them with us as we could.
Jean-Claude turned around, as if he could smell us going for our guns. " Ma petite , Monsieur Kirkland, do not go for your weapons. They are treading legalities. The women have come to help entertain. They will not kill them."
"You're sure of that?" I asked.
He frowned. "I am sure of nothing anymore, but I believe that they will keep their word. The women are frightened and a little bruised, but they are not harmed."
"This isn't harm?" Larry asked. He looked outraged, and I couldn't blame him.
I answered him. "Vampires have a very unique sense of what's harmful, don't they, Jean-Claude?"
He met my gaze. "I see accusation in your eyes, but remember this, Ma petite , you asked me to bring you here. So do not blame this particular problem on me."
"Is our entertainment so boring?" Janos asked.
"We were discussing whether to kill you all now, or later," I said, my voice very matter-of-fact.
Janos gave a low chuckle. "Please do break the truce, Anita. I would love to have an excuse to get you on one of my novelties. I think you would take a long time to break. Then again, it is sometimes the braggarts who break first."
"I don't brag, Janos. I tell the truth."
"She believes what she says," Kissa said.
"Yes, she has a disturbing hint of truth to her," Janos said. "Most tasty."
The blonde, Lisa, had stopped struggling against the chains. She sagged in them, nearly incoherent with crying. The other girl, now that she was chained, stood very still, but a fine trembling had started in her arms and hands. She balled her hands into fists, but could not stop the trembling.
"The women came for a little adventure. They are certainly getting their money's worth," Janos said.
The two female vamps opened panels in the black walls. They each took out a long coil of whip. Neither of the girls could see. I was glad.
I couldn't stand and watch, I couldn't. It would kill something inside me to just stand and watch, even if it meant I died. I'd at least go down fighting, and I'd take some of them with me. Better than nothing. But before we all committed suicide, I'd try to talk.