She had the numbers she needed to make the kills long before sunrise. So a few extra minutes for Joaquin to formulate a strategy, which would fail, meant little to her. Though a part of her had hoped this night would end a little differently, with Ariana still firmly on her side, Charon wouldn’t allow that to cast a pall on the moment she’d waited for too long. Her cheeks burned slightly as she recalled her last encounter with Joaquin Shepherd. She’d run like a scared little girl the first break she’d gotten. Of course, he’d been a vampire for a lot longer than she had, and with the added speed given to him by his sire, Joaquin was downright dangerous. She’d been too young and foolish then, but now, well, now was different. So many years had passed, years she’d used to become smarter, wiser. She might not be able to out-fight Joaquin, but she could outwit him. “Mistress, what do you want us to do?” A squeaky-voice vampire, who couldn’t have been more than eighteen when he was sired, poked his head up too close to Charon’s arm for her comfort.
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