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to giving Amelie what she wants. It has nothing to do with you, and everything to do with history. But, sadly, Im making it your problem. Cheer up; if your boyfriend swears on your behalf, Ill keep him alive. Let you see him from time to time. Star-crossed lovers are so entertaining.

Amelie didnt seem to have much of a use for her, Claire reflected, but she didnt argue about it. Couldnt, in fact. Couldnt do much of anything but stand on tiptoe, gag for each breath, and hope that somehow, shed figure a way out of this stupid situation that shed gotten herself into. Again.

One minute! Oliver called. There was movement inside of the building, flickers at the windows. Well. It appears we have a domestic disturbance.

What he meant was, Shanes dad was kicking the crap out of him. Claire struggled to see what was going on, but Olivers grip was too tight. She could see only from the corner of her eye, and what she could see wasnt good. Shane was in the doorway of the hospital, trying to get free, but someone dragged him back.

Thirty seconds! Oliver announced. Well, this is coming down to the wire. Im a bit surprised, Claire. The boy really is fighting for the chance to save you. You should be very impressed.

You should take your hands off of her, Oliver, said a voice from behind them, accompanied by the unmistakable sound of a shotgun being pumped. Seriously. Im not in a good mood, Im tired, and I just want to go home.

Richard, Oliver said, and turned to regard him. You look like hell, my friend. Dont you think you should go be with your family, instead of worrying about theseoutcasts?

Richard stepped forward and put the shotgun under Olivers chin. Yeah, I should. But I owe them. I said

Oliver backhanded him. Richard went flying and rolled to a limp stop on the pavement, the shotgun clattering to the ground.

I heard you the first time, Oliver said mildly. My, you do make friends in strange places, Claire. I suppose youll have to tell me all about that later. He raised his voice. Times up! Claire Danvers, do you swear your life, your blood, and your service to me, now and for your lifetime, that I may command you in all things? Do say yes, my dear, because if you dont, Ill simply close my hand. Its a very messy way to go. Takes minutes for you to choke to death, and Shane gets to watch the whole thing.

Claire couldnt believe shed ever thought Oliver was kind, or reasonable, or human. She stared at his cold, cold eyes, and saw a thin, blood-colored trickle of sweat run down his face under the hat.

She was no longer standing on tiptoe, she realized. Her feet were flat on the ground.

Hes getting weaker!

Not that it would do her any good.

Wait. Shanes voice. Claire breathed in a shallow gasp and saw him limping across the open ground from the hospital building toward her. His face was bloody, and there was something wrong with his ankle, but he wasnt stopping. You want a servant? How about me?

Ah. The hero appears. Oliver turned toward him, and as he did, Claire got a better look at Shane. She saw the fear in his eyes,and her heart just broke for him. Hed been through so much; he didnt deserve this, too. Not this. I thought you might say that. What if I take you both, then? Im a generous, fair boss. Ask Eve.

Dont believe anything he says. Hes working with your dad, Claire wheezed. Hes been working with him the whole time. He arranged for Brandon to be killed. Shane

I know all that, Shane said. Politics, right, Oliver? Mind games, you and Amelie. Were just pawns to you. Well, shes not a pawn. Let her go.

All right, my young knight, Oliver said, and smiled. If you insist.

He was going to kill her, he really was.

Shane had something in his hand, and he threw it right in Olivers eyes.

It looked like water, but it must have burned like acid. Oliver let go of Claire and screamed, stumbling backward, tearing the hat from his head and bending over, clawing at his face.

Shane grabbed Claires hand, and pulled her with him in a limping run.

Straight into the old hospital building.

With a roar, the cops, the vampires, and their servants came rushing across the open sunlit parking lot. Some of the vampires went down, hammered by the hot