Damon (The Protectors #1)(51)
“That was you in the basement when I found Sam.” Everything was making perfect sense.
“Right again.” Chad sneered. “You have been a true pain in my ass Nicole. Then those warriors come into the mix and screwed things up even more. God, I have been waiting for this for a long time and I'm going to enjoy every bloody minute of it.”
“Who did you owe money to?” Nicole figured the more she kept him talking the longer she could stay alive.
Chad laughed. “You really think you're going to put a stop to Crimson Rush don't you Nicole?” Turning from the window he grinned with a shake of his head. “Well, I hate to tell you this Ms. Perfect, but you will be dead before the next sunrise so looks like you failed all those kids you have tried to protect.”
“The warriors are going to find you Chad.” Nicole taunted. “You don't stand a chance with them.”
“Oh, I got an Ace up my sleeve.” Chad chuckled, looking back out the window.
“And what is that?” Nicole started to edge toward him sliding her hand toward her back pocket.
He turned, his eyes glowing red. “You Nicole.”
Chapter 16
Jared grabbed his gloves sliding them on. “Are you sure it was Chad.”
Damon laid on the ground, his bike laying a few feet away in pieces. “Yeah, I'm sure.” Damon gritted his teeth. God, silver burned like a son of a bitch. “The bastard took me out and before I could get my senses together he threw these damn silver chains on me.” Silver didn't burn through clothes, but any skin it hit kept them immobile. Damon didn't know why or how the hell it worked, but he hated the stuff with a passion.
Jared pulled the chain from around Damon's neck. “That's gonna leave a mark.”
“Hurry the hell up.” Damon growled. “I don't know how long I've laid here. He could have Nicole and Pam by now.”
“Who do you think changed him?” Jared pulled the last of the chains away and watched Damon jump up, wobbling slightly, then pull himself together. “Don't know and don't care at the moment.” Damon took off running in the direction the women headed. Anyone driving by wouldn't have even seen them their speed too fast to track.
Duncan met up with them as soon as they found the wreckage. Jared ran to Pam. Testing for a pulse he looked over at Duncan. “She's alive.” He tried to wake her, but she wouldn't wake up which was probably for the best. She had some major injuries and needed emergency treatment. “Call 911.”
Damon checked the other side of the car, but knew he wouldn't find her. Opening his senses he closed his eyes feeling with his mind. He could smell her fear and helplessness. He had to get his rage under control in order to help her. One thing for sure he was going to kill the son of a bitch. Turning his head toward the wooded area, he walked that way seeing a trail as if someone had been dragged breaking through the grass and weeds.
Duncan came down the hill. “Go with him.” He told Jared. “I'll stay with Pam.”
Jared nodded, then headed in the direction Damon had taken. Not going far they stopped just inside a wooded area. A small shed type structure sagged in a small clearing. A light glowed from a window outlining the shadow of a man. Damon made a move toward the structure, but Jared stopped him. “Hold on there friend. He isn't strong enough to sense us, but you go in there with him standing right at the window he can get to her before you get to him.”
Damon knew he was right so he stopped. “As soon as he moves I'm in.” His eyes never left the window. “You go around and see if there's another way in. As soon as you hear all hell break loose get in there.”
“On it.” Jared slapped him on the back.
Damon took a quick glance his way. “Can you get a read on her?”
Jared sometimes forgot Damon couldn't. “Yeah.” He nodded. “She's hurt, but okay. She's scared and is praying that you find her.”
Damon nodded, looking back at the window, the gleam in his eye more determined. He heard Jared take off and waited, giving him enough time to search around to find another way in. The window Damon planned to go through wasn't large, but he'd take out the whole side of the building to get to Nicole. He could break through the door, but the bastard would be expecting that and Damon always did the unexpected, which was probably why he has been around for hundreds of years. Nothing was going to stop him. He could hear the river lapping the banks downhill from where he stood. The place looked like a good wind would knock it over. Yeah, nothing would keep him from her....nothing.
Nicole shivered, her fear overtaking everything she felt at the moment. The adrenalin pumping through her body helped her pain. She wanted Damon to find her so badly, but she was afraid for him. She didn't want him hurt because of her. Too many people's lives had been disrupted. Looking around again for something other than the piece of metal in her pocket Nicole noticed something. A rope was tied to the door that stretched to the ceiling where the end of the rope tied onto a curved hook. Understanding shifted the floor beneath her feet. If Damon came through that door he would be impaled.
“I see you noticed my handiwork.” Chad laugh was evil. “Took me a while, but it works like a charm.
Suddenly angry Nicole took a stumbling step toward him. “Damon is too smart to fall for that. If it does hit him it will just piss him off.”