Page 28 of Vigilante Vampire


  I rolled my eyes. ‘Are we clear?’

  ‘As a mountain stream.’

  I shot him a look, wondering whether that was a gibe at my upcoming change of career. His expression was innocent but I caught the faintest hint of merriment in the back of his eyes and stuck out my tongue.

  ‘If the wind changes…’

  I waved a hand in the air. ‘Yeah, yeah. We’re not in Sidhe territory, remember.’

  ‘Well you’re the one who’d know.’

  I tossed back my hair and ignored the rejoinder. ‘Come on. Let’s get going.’

  Leaving behind the depressing office space, the four of us moved quietly out towards the bank of lifts. We required little in the way of communication by this point; we’d worked together long enough to have an almost telepathic understanding of what was required. Still, out of respect for this being our last mission together, Speck glanced at me and I gave him a nod of acknowledgment. He unscrewed the button panel in the wall, short-circuiting the system and disabling all the elevators in one fell swoop. He jerked his thumb at Brochan who immediately stepped forward and wrenched open the doors to reveal the cavernous drop.

  ‘First one to the bottom is a rotten egg,’ he smirked.

  Speck sighed. ‘Can’t we just take the stairs?’

  Lexie tutted, giving him a sharp shove. Speck stumbled through the gap, his curse echoing as it bounced off the walls.

  ‘We are trying to stay quiet,’ I reminded her with a frown.

  She shrugged. ‘No-one’s here, Integrity. We’d be waiting forever for Speck to make a move if I’d not done that.’

  I didn’t entirely disagree; I didn’t entirely approve either. ‘There’s no point in taking unnecessary risks.’

  ‘Your impending retirement is making you boring.’

  I folded my arms and gave Lexie a stony glare. Unfortunately I wasn’t able to maintain it for long before a smile tugged at the corners of my mouth. ‘Yeah, you’re right. I can still get to the bottom quicker than you though.’

  The other woman grinned. ‘Go on then.’

  I took a deep breath and jumped. Although the drop to the bottom should have been lethal, Taylor had cleverly modified all of our jumpsuits so it was a piece of cake. He was a regular Q. Each suit was fitted around the shoulders with a small canopy-style parachute. It was no good for heights of more than eighty metres, as sheer velocity would negate its gliding power. For something like this elevator shaft, though, it was perfect. Less than one floor down and I’d already released it, enjoying the air rushing past my cheeks as I descended with Lexie a heartbeat after me on the other side of the narrow drop. She might have beaten me if Speck hadn’t somehow gotten in her way and forced her into the wall instead of directly on top of the roof of the frozen lift.

  ‘Oops,’ he said, entirely unrepentant.

  ‘Idiot!’ Lexie hissed. ‘I’ve been trying to beat Integrity at this for months and you know this was my last chance to do it.’

  ‘Tell you what, Lexie,’ I said. ‘I promise I’ll meet up with you in a few weeks once I’m settled in Oban and we can have a jumping session then. As many times as you want.’

  Brochan joined us, his large feet clanging loudly against the metallic lift. His merman body was better designed for water rather than land, even though he had a profound fear of the sea. Any footwear he ended up with looked like outsized clown shoes. It was a miracle he managed to stay as quiet as he did. ‘Waste of time,’ he dismissed.

  ‘Why?’ Lexie demanded. ‘You don’t think I’m good enough?’

  ‘She’s Sidhe. You’re not. You’re a cute pixie but you’re not like her.’

  I stiffened. What did that mean? Fortunately I was prevented from asking by Speck’s obvious snigger. ‘She’s Sidhe. That’s funny.’ Brochan looked at him blankly. ‘Sidhe? She? You know. Sidhe is pronounced she and you said she is…’ His voice faltered at Brochan’s expression. ‘Never mind,’ he muttered.

  Lexie sniffed. ‘Integrity is not Sidhe. Not like the rest of them are, anyway. She’s better than that.’

  I gave her a grateful look even though we all knew the truth. ‘We need to get a move on,’ I said, changing the subject. ‘We’ve been here far too long as it is.’

  Working together, we easily unscrewed the air vent panel opposite. I went first, wriggling my way through, followed by Speck, Lexie and Brochan respectively. It was unfortunate that Brochan was somewhat larger than the others and ended up getting stuck halfway. With considerably hilarity – muted though it was – we managed to pull him through. He landed with a rather painful sounding thump, rubbed the base of his spine and grimaced.

  ‘You really do need to watch your weight after all,’ I commented, dodging out of the way of his playful swipe. Then I winced melodramatically. ‘Ouch. If looks could kilo…’

  ‘Watch it,’ he growled back, jabbing his thumb ahead to focus me on our goal.

  With only one barrier left, we all took a moment to admire the not-inconsiderable steel door in our path.

  ‘It must have cost a pretty penny,’ Lexie said, her eyes wide.

  ‘Hundred and twenty thousand,’ Speck answered. ‘Retail, anyway.’

  ‘Waste of time when you think about it.’

  We shared a grin.

  ‘Are you sure the drill isn’t going to be too loud?’ Lexie asked, gnawing at her bottom lip.

  ‘Worry wart. We’ve tested it. No one’s going to hear a thing.’

  ‘And,’ I added, ‘even if they do, they’ll associate it with the building works next door. They’ll assume some poor sod has been pulled in over the holiday to speed up the construction.’

  ‘I could still cast a spell,’ Speck began. All of us shook our heads in vigorous denial. Speck pouted. ‘Just because the last one went slightly wrong…’

  ‘Slightly? I almost lost my eardrums!’

  I patted him on the shoulder. ‘Really, Speck, there’s no need. This drill is the business.’ I pulled out several parts from my small backpack while the others did the same. We assembled the heavy-duty piece of machinery in next to no time then I hefted it and gave an experimental tug on the button. It was definitely audible but no louder than our normal speaking voices. I raised it in Speck’s direction. ‘Would you like to do the honours?’

  He held up his palms. ‘This is your last gig, Integrity. You should do it.’

  I glanced at Lexie and Brochan, both of whom nodded solemnly in agreement. For a brief moment, a hard knot rose up in my throat. Bugger. ‘I’m really going to miss you guys.’

  Brochan turned his head away while Lexie blinked rapidly several times. Even Speck grabbed my hand and squeezed it. ‘It won’t be the same without you.’

  I cleared my throat awkwardly and tried to pull myself together. This was neither the time nor the place to get all maudlin. At least they weren’t trying to change my mind. I’d miss my life as part of Taylor’s crew more than I could possibly admit, even to myself, but I knew I was making the right decision. ‘Let’s get a move on then,’ I whispered.

  Brochan tapped the wall thoughtfully then measured out four points, marking each with a small piece of chalk. He stepped back, allowing me to take his place. We exchanged a quick smile before I pulled a mask over my mouth and nose and got started.

  The diamond-tipped drill made fast work, piercing through to the other side at each point in less time than it would take to brew a cup of coffee. A cloud of fine dust filled the air, coating the gleaming vault door right next to us.

  Lexie traced out a giant smiley face on it. When Brochan gave her a funny look, she shrugged. ‘It might make them happy when they walk in here first thing on Tuesday morning.’

  ‘Somehow I don’t think they’re going to be happy.’

  ‘They’ve got insurance. They’ll get over it.’

  I straightened my shoulders, massaging my neck and eyeing my handiwork. ‘A bit wonky,’ I decided, ‘but it’ll do. Off you go, Lex.’

  The blue-haired pixi
e grinned, using the edges of the gap to hoist herself up while Speck and Brochan helped steady her. ‘Are you staring at my arse, Speck?’ she called out.

  He coughed, going slightly red. ‘Course not,’ he mumbled. ‘I respect you too much, Lexie.’

  ‘Oh,’ she said, sounding disappointed, ‘that’s a shame. I’ve been doing extra squats just for you.’

  Speck went even redder. I pressed my lips firmly shut, trying not to laugh.

  Even with Lexie’s petite form, it was a tight squeeze. It took almost as long for her to shimmy through as it did to complete the drilling. It was just as well that this particular model of vault had a failsafe button on the other side in case anyone got trapped inside. There was no way the rest of us would have made it through that gap.

  When her feet finally vanished and she stood up, Lexie peered back at us from the other side. ‘Peekaboo!’

  ‘Open the damn door,’ Brochan growled.

  ‘What’s the rush?’

  ‘Well, let me see,’ he said sarcastically. ‘We’re breaking and entering into what is supposed to be one of the most secure vaults in the country to steal a gemstone that’s worth more than most people will make in their lifetime. If we get caught, we’ll end up in prison until we’re all grey and wrinkled. So, sure, take all the time you need.’

  She jabbed a finger through the gap. ‘Pixies don’t go grey. And Integrity’s hair is already pure white. So it’s only you and Speck who have to worry about that side of things.’

  ‘Lexie…’

  ‘Okay, okay. Give me a moment. It’s pitch black in here, after all.’

  Brochan started to mutter something under his breath.

  ‘Counting to ten?’ I asked, amused.

  ‘I could count to a thousand and she’d still annoy me.’

  ‘You love her really.’

  There was a loud creak as the vault door began to open. Speck pushed forward, tripping over his own feet in his haste to get inside.

  ‘I can’t believe you’re leaving me on my own with these two,’ Brochan grumbled.

  I smiled and gestured at the door. ‘Moany mermen before shady Sidhe.’

  ‘I’m not moany. Not any more than you’re shady, anyway.’

  ‘I’m a thief,’ I said simply. ‘I’m about as shady as you’re likely to get.’ I gave him a gentle nudge. ‘Come on. Weren’t you getting worried about the time?’

  He blew air through his cheeks and followed the warlock in. I held back for a moment, savouring the last time I would ever do this. It had been a hell of a ride. Then I entered the dark vault too.

  Speck had recovered enough from his stumble to click his fingers and create enough light for the four of us to see what we were doing. The vault was lined with box after narrow box. It reminded me of Doctor Who’s TARDIS. Even with its huge door, the size of the vault and the number of safety deposits boxes were surprising.

  ‘What number is it?’ Brochan asked.

  ‘A724,’ I answered. ‘Further down the back.’

  ‘Did I ever tell you that I’m slightly claustrophobic?’ Speck asked.

  ‘Only every time we do this,’ Lexie replied. ‘Is there anything you’re not scared of?’

  He seemed to think about it for a moment. ‘Spiders,’ he said finally. ‘I quite like spiders.’

  The pixie shuddered delicately. ‘Ugh.’

  ‘There it is,’ Brochan said, breaking into the conversation. He strode over, examining the box in question with a practised eye.

  ‘You know,’ Speck said, ‘there must be a lot of wealth hidden behind all of these. We don’t just have to take the jewel.’

  ‘Do you want to be the person who steals some poor grandmother’s family heirloom?’ I asked, watching Brochan carefully. ‘Or Joe Bloggs’ life savings?’

  ‘You have an interesting sense of morality. We are here to nick the Lia Saifir after all.’

  ‘The lordling who owns it is as rich as Croesus. He won’t miss it.’

  Speck snorted but I ignored it. ‘Can you open it, Brochan?’

  ‘I reckon so.’

  ‘Do you need some tools?’

  He drew back his fist and smashed it into the box. The door sprang open. He looked at me from over his shoulder. ‘Nah,’ he grinned. ‘I’m good.’

  My eyes danced. There was nothing like sheer brute strength. I stood next to him and gazed down. This was always my favourite part, the heart-stopping moment before the big reveal when all our hard work and preparation would pay off. With a deep breath, I reached out and slid open the drawer.

  I stared, my mouth dropping open. Crap-a-doodle-doo. Brochan cursed and spat.

  ‘What?’ Speck asked. ‘What is it?’

  Lexie squeezed her way in and gazed down. ‘Shit. It’s gone?’ She shoved her hand into the box and felt around. ‘Maybe it’s rolled to the back?’

  I shook my head. Frustration, disappointment and just the tiniest edge of relief mingled together in my stomach. ‘No. It’s empty.’ I sighed. ‘Taylor was so sure it would be here.’

  ‘A month!’ Speck shrieked. ‘It’s taken us a month of planning to get here and the stupid gem’s not there? Now what?’

  There was only one answer to that. I slammed the box back into place. It clanged, the sound reverberating around the vault. ‘Now we go home. We’re done.’

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  About the Author

  After teaching English literature in the UK, Japan and Malaysia, Helen Harper left behind the world of education following the worldwide success of her Blood Destiny series of books. She is a professional member of the Alliance of Independent Authors and writes full time although she still fits in creative writing workshops with schools along with volunteering to teach reading to a group of young Myanmar refugees. That’s not to mention the procession of stray cats which seem to find their way to her door!

  Helen has always been a book lover, devouring science fiction and fantasy tales when she was a child growing up in Scotland.

  Helen currently lives in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia with far too many cats – not to mention the dragons, fairies, demons, wizards and vampires that seem to keep appearing from nowhere.

  Other titles by Helen Harper

  The Blood Destiny series

  Bloodfire

  Bloodmagic

  Bloodrage

  Blood Politics

  Bloodlust

  Blood Destiny Box Set (The complete series: Books 1 – 5)

  Also

  - Corrigan Fire

  - Corrigan Magic

  - Corrigan Rage

  Corrigan Politics

  The Olympiana series

  Eros

  Lyre

  The Bo Blackman series

  Dire Straits

  New Order

  High Stakes

  Red Angel

  Bo Blackman Box Set (Books 1 – 3)

  Vigilante Vampire

  The Dreamweaver series

  Night Shade

  Night Terrors

 


 

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