suddenly headed for the door, and he reached out and grabbed her arm, to stop her.
But she spun around, and with her incredible new strength, roughly threw his arm off of her. He was shocked. She stared at him with a ferocity he had never imagined, her aqua eyes glowing and unearthly.
“Don’t you ever put your hands on me,” she snarled in a low, guttural voice.
“Kendra,” he said softly. “It’s me, Sam. What’s happened to you? Don’t you recognize me?”
She suddenly broke into a laugh, a demonic laugh, right in his face, mocking him.
“Of course I recognize you, you pathetic little thing. And I never loved you. I was just using you.
You gave me what I wanted. Now, I’m done. I’m only going to spare your life because you turned me. But if you get in my way again, you wil suffer—the same way that your people, and your sister, are about to suffer.”
With that, she wheeled, grabbed the huge oak door, and tore it off its hinges.
The two servants stared back at her, in shock, and she spun the wood and knocked them both off their feet with it.
Then suddenly, like a wild animal, she bounded down the hal , leaping twenty feet at a time, tearing down the corridors of Versail es, smashing candelabra as she went.
She was like a one-woman wrecking machine.
Sam could not believe what he saw. He looked at the destroyed hal way, the unconscious servants, and wondered, with dread, what he had created.
He bounded off after her, chasing down the hal . As he did, he felt how much her words had stung. Had she just been playing him al along? Had he fal en perfectly into her trap?
And what did she mean about Caitlin? What was her agenda, exactly?
As Sam ran down the corridor, using his ful vampire speed, he caught a glimpse of her, far down a corridor, tearing through a room. As she did, she hurled human beings to the left and to the right, to terrible screams of mayhem.
Sam picked up speed as he fol owed. She smashed through yet another door, down yet another corridor, then final y, entered the main entry parlor of Versail es. She ran right for the main doors.
About a dozen guards, apparently alerted to her presence, stood before the door, blocking it with their bayonets. As she approached them, they lowered them towards her.
“Stay where you are!” one of them yel ed.
As Sam watched, she leapt up, high in the air, over their heads, and with a single kick, knocked open the huge double doors. They went crashing down with a bang.
She landed out the other side, and with one more leap she was flying in the air, heading off into the night.
Sam wanted to fol ow her, but he suddenly spotted something on the horizon, and his heart stopped.
There, racing towards the palace, was an angry mob of thousands of citizens.
They were charging right for the palace steps.
CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
As Caitlin flew across the French countryside, far away from Versail es, the silver cross and her dad’s scrol in her pocket, clutching Ruth in her arms, she final y, for the first time in this place, felt as if she were on the right track. She felt deep in her bones that she was final y doing exactly what she was supposed to be doing. Searching for her father. Searching for the Shield. Fol owing the clues, doing what she was destined to do.
As she flew and flew, her head cleared even more as she got further away Versail es. She was mad at herself for not doing this sooner. She knew al along what her mission was: why couldn’t she just embark from the beginning?
She thought of Caleb. Her heart pul ed as she remembered how much she loved him, at how bad she’d felt when he’d left. At the same time, now that she was on her mission, she realized that if he hadn’t left, maybe she would have just settled down, and never sought out her father. She realized once again that, no matter how painful things seemed while they happened, if she looked back upon them in retrospect, over time, she realized that everything happened for a reason. That reason wasn’t always easy for her to see while it was happening. But the more distant she got from events, the more that reason started to become clear.
As Caitlin raced towards Paris, she started to feel a tremor of nervousness,