The Invoker: A Lawson Vampire Novel 2 (The Lawson Vampire Series)
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I didn’t say anything. I just had to reach the damned cooler.
She stood, massaging her throat. “Almost had me.â€
Ten feet from the cooler.
“I ought to kill you the way I did the other Fixer.â€
Eight feet.
“I ought to.â€
Six feet.
“But I won’t.â€
Four feet. Almost within…reach.
“Good-bye, Lawson.â€
I felt the plastic under my hand and tore the lid off. I felt the gun a second later and tore it out, flipping over on the sand, searching for a target.
But she was gone.
She’d disappeared.
Right in front of me.
Almost like she didn’t even exist at all.
And if it wasn’t for my swollen and bruised scrotum, I might have almost believed she’d been a ghost.
A ghost that had almost killed me.
The Invoker
Copyright © 2002 Jon F. Merz
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