a moment for his loss before you run baying after blood.
Amelies back was to him, so she couldnt have seen it, but Claire did: there was hate in Olivers eyes, hate twisting his face. He got it under control before Amelie turned toward him.
Brandon had his flaws, Oliver said. Of all of us, he was the one who enjoyed the hunt the most. I dont think he ever came to terms with the rules of Morganville. But its those rules we have to observe now. By sentencing these criminals.
Sentencing? What about a trial? Claire started to ask, but a cold hand clapped over her mouth from behind, and she looked up to see Gretchen bending over her, fangs out, holding a hushing finger to her own mouth. Eve was likewise gagged by Hans. Next to them,Detective Hess folded his arms and looked deeply troubled, but he didnt speak.
Amelie looked at Oliver, then past him, at Shane.
I warned you, she said quietly. My Protection can only extend to you so far. You betrayed my trust, Shane. For the sake of kindness, I will not break faith with your friends; they remain under my Protection. She shifted her pale gaze to Oliver, and gave him a slow, regal incline of her head. He is yours. I withdraw Protection.
Claire screamed out a protest, but it was lost against the gag of Gretchens hand. Amelie bent over and placed a kiss on Brandons waxy forehead.
Good-bye, child, she said. Flawed as you were, you were still one of the eternal. We wont forget.
Claire heard someone yell outside the room, and Amelie whipped around so quickly that she was a blur, then movedand something hit the marble pillar next to where shed been and exploded with a sharp popping sound.
A bottle. Claire smelled gas, and then heard a thick, whooshing sound.
And then the curtains exploded into flame.
Amelie snarled, bone white and utterly not people, all of a sudden, and then she was dragged out of the way and down, with a moving bunker of bodyguards crowding around her. Gunfire exploded in the room, and somebodyDetective Hess?shoved Claire forward to the carpet and covered her, too. Eve was down, too, curled into a protective ball, her black-fingernailed hands covering her head.
And then, there was fightinggrunts and smacks and wood being thrown against walls and smashed during struggles. Claire couldnt get any sense of what was going on, except that it was brutal and it was over fast, and when the choking fog of smoke began to clear, Hess finally backed off and let her sit up.
There were two men dead in the entrance of the room. Big guys, in leather. There was one still moving.
Amelie pushed aside her bodyguards and stalked past Claire as if she didnt exist. She glided down the aisle and to the one biker still feebly trying to crawl away. He was trailing a dark streak on the maroon carpet. Claire got slowly to her feet, grateful for Detective Hesss arm around her, and exchanged a look of sheer horror with Eve, on his other side.
Amelie never got to the biker. Oliver was there ahead of her, dragging the wounded man up and, before Claire could blink, snapping his neck with a dry sound.
The body dropped to the carpet with a limp thump. Claire turned and hid her face against Hesss jacket, trying to control a surge of nausea.
When she looked back, Amelie was staring at Oliver. He was staring right back. No point in taking chances, he said, and gave her a slow, full smile. He might have killed you, Amelie.
Yes, she said softly. And that wouldnt have been in anyones best interests, would it, Oliver? How fortunate I am that you were here tosave me.
She didnt move or gesture, but her bodyguards swarmed and surrounded her, and the whole mass of them moved out, walking around (or over) the dead men.
Oliver watched her go, then turned back to sweep a glare around the entire room, stopping on Shane.
Your father thinks he can act without consequences, I see, he said. How sad for you. Put these two where they belong. In cages.
The biker and Shane were pulled to their knees and dragged off, behind the curtains. Claire lunged forward, but Gretchen grabbed her and put her hand over Claires mouth. Claire winced as her arm was twisted up behind her back, and she realized she was crying, unable to breathe for the pressure of the hand on her mouth and the