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dog food, bean-less chili and stew. Burt liked his protein.

The next four rooms were bedrooms, with bunk beds. Made up and empty, obviously for guards.

Curse it, I swore silently, and headed to the big door at the far end. It was locked. Figured.

My lockpick still vibrated softly. I prayed it had enough left to open the big door.

One lock went click. A second went click. A third went click. The door wouldnโ€™t budge.

There was another lock. The lockpick trembled in my hand. It didnโ€™t have enough strength left.

I bit my lip, hesitated, then glanced at my phoneโ€™s screen. My last message still not received.

I switched the lockpick to my left hand and reached inside my jacket, to a hidden pocket. My fingers fumbled at the snap, but finally opened it and grasped the spiked iron ring-shaped blood amulet. there. I licked my lips. This was the last thing I was supposed to be using. But just a little, just this once, I told myself, and pressed my fingers onto the spikes. Hot needles of pain stabbed my fingers. I jerked, nearly dropping the blood amulet. I managed to hang on to it, took my pain and pushed mana into the lockpick. Its trembling grew and I commanded it to open the last lock.

A soft click sounded. I let out my breath and I put the blood amulet back in its hidden pocket.

I pushed the door open. Beyond was an upscale penthouse style suite.

There were bedrooms, a living room, and media room, and a kitchen. All were empty. I did find lots of lingerie, and some bedroom equipment, so to speak, that made me twitchy. Burt had definite tastes in that direction.

I looked in all the closets, tried to find hidden doors, but nothing.

More gunfire echoed from the storeroom.

Sorcererโ€™s tears, I swore silently. I texted Nancy. Down in basement. At least three manifestations on site. One self-immolated. Two more, the ogre and a whorl-kin, are headed my way. Let R.U.N.E. know. Okay, so I didnโ€™t have absolute proof the two manifestations were coming after me, but Burt would come after any threats to his business. And the whorl-kin lived to rend and tear flesh.

An icon of an ear popped up on the phoneโ€™s screen, next to the list of my messages. Received. Maybe Nancy would finally do something.

I hunkered down behind a huge black leather sofa in the media room, and faced the door to the hallway. I had one spell remaining, which I had to cast on Burt. After all, he was huge. I could use him against Lady Nasty.

Gunfire crackled and popped. Shouting from human throats turned to screams. I plugged my ears. Iโ€™d made the guards defend the room against Burt and his bodyguard, essentially ordering them to die for me. My stomach clenched. But what choice I had I had? The guards were working for a murderous criminal, and probably had killed for him.

I peeked over the top at the door, binding knife in my hand, a long, thin blade. Gesturing with the knife, I began chanting in Irish.

The ogre should come barging in at any moment.

Minutes ticked past. I checked my phone. There was no reply from Nancy or R.U.N.E. Sweat trickled down my back. This was not good, not good at all. I was hell hound chow if I didnโ€™t get backup. Sure, Iโ€™d charged in here, but Nancy had to follow. The phone said messages received. Then why hadnโ€™t she answered me? A nasty though popped into my head and I shivered. Perhaps something had happened to her.

Right at that moment a panel slid back in the wall kitty corner from the door. My eyes widened.

The whorl-kin strode through the secret door Iโ€™d missed, and stopped.

She raised her head and sniffed the air like a wolf tracking a sheep. โ€œSurrender and Iโ€™ll kill you quickly. Resist,โ€ she rolled the word around her tongue like a grape she was about to chew, โ€œand you die slowly.โ€

I was an idiot. Why would Burt come in when he could send his assassin?

I stood. โ€œHow about you work for me?โ€

Her eyes were red-tinged. She laughed, showing a mouth full of glittering needle-like teeth. โ€œHow about I eat you, slowly?โ€ She sauntered toward me, each step a promise of pain, her grin widening as she neared.

I brandished my binding blade. โ€œHello! Sorcerer here.โ€

Her grin widened even further until it threatened to split her face. โ€œI love the taste of sorcererโ€™s blood.โ€ She reached her arms wide. Her fingers were claws now. Her muscles tensed, like a lion about to pounce on its prey.

โ€œBy the power of the Laws, I bind thee to me,โ€ I said, in Irish.

The whorl-kinโ€™s tattoos covered her arms and neck, snapping wolf jaws. They began glowing a blood red. Her grin turned into a savage snarl. She leapt at me. I threw myself out of the way and she slammed into the wall behind where Iโ€™d been. I thrust the knife at her, twisting it in the air, shouting the spell.

Tendrils of gold shimmered from the bladeโ€™s tip and shot into her blood-red tattoos, making them flare gold. She struggled against the binding spell, her breath hot on my face. She snapped her jaws. โ€œI will eat yโ€”โ€ she stopped in mid-threat. A violent tremor ran through her. Her eyes widened, then she slumped, her head down.

I fought to keep my voice even, and keep the screaming fear from my words. โ€œYou will obey me.โ€ My blood thundered in my ears. Iโ€™d done it. Barely, but Iโ€™d bound the psycho manifestation, and held her essence, the mana that made her the supernatural creature she was. That meant I could command the whorl-kin to do my bidding.

Exhaustion washed over me. Lack of food, not enough sleep, the rush of adrenalin, all demanded their cut from me, and I didnโ€™t have enough energy to pay. I wanted to sleep for a hundred years. But sleep was the last thing I could do at the moment.

I still had

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