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A moment later, I could hardly tell bike from rider. No need for another knife. She hadn't survived that. No one would.
Two down, one to go.
The last rider swerved off the road and all but flew across the dirt. The bushes were thinner here for some reason. Thinner still up ahead. Whatever had Bain bothered earlier was worse here. I had no idea what that meant, except the rider had a better chance of skidding and causing his own death here.
I waited, hoping that might happen. Or that he'd at least put himself out of commission. For a long time.
"Okay, I guess not," I said to myself. I ducked sideways as he fired off a shot that got closer than others had.
"Still no cigar," I told him.
I drew more power from Alisha and Yard and let it run through my arms like I was preparing a lasso. Or maybe a net. Either way, I was going to catch me an asshole.
I focused on the lone rider and sent the rope of power toward his front wheel. I could have tried the ball of magic again, but the thought of the mangled woman turned my stomach slightly.
Or that might be motion sickness from riding a dragon shifter.
Where the power should have wound around the tyre, it slipped through nothing. I tried to tighten it before I realised I held nothing in my grip.
"What the fuck?"
The rider was gone, bike and all. One second he was there, the next he was gone. Just gone.
I was so surprised I let go of every drop of power I held.
Yard pulled up just before we flew across the spot he'd disappeared. The air rippled in front of us, like we were looking through water.
"Stargate?" I asked.
Aisha frowned at me over her shoulder. "What?"
I shook my head. "It doesn't matter. Is that what I think it is?"
"A portal to the outside world," she said. "But I don't think it's supposed to be there."
"Yeah.”
I exhaled loudly. "I thought you might say that." And that shifter had gone straight through. Hades only knew what shit he'd stir up while he was out there. "Are we following?"
I looked over to Bain, who sat looking into the portal like he could see right through. The worry on his face sent chills up and down my spine. If he was scared, then I better be motherfucking terrified.
16
Viva
Bain signalledthat we were turning around and heading back to the road. The rider in the outside world was bad, but we had more pressing things to deal with.
"Hopefully he'll stay there," Aisha said. "Or hit a wall."
She sounded so savage she surprised me until I remembered my sixteen-year-old self.
I was bitter as fuck by then, and I hadn't dealt with, and in, death since I before I could walk. From what I could tell, assassins held back nothing in the training of the next generation. If it was all they ever knew, it would be difficult to walk away from, but they'd have one heck of a set of life skills. Or death skills.
"The risk of riding through blindly suggests he just might meet a brick wall," I agreed.
I would like to know for sure that he wasn't going to pop back out and be right on our tail, but I doubted Yard would turn around on my say so. Besides, if the Vault correlated with the outside world, our bike riding friend would be around Brisbane. The chance of finding him when we were on foot and he was lost in traffic was almost nil.
"He might hit a kangaroo," Aisha said with a laugh.
