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pounding in her chest, London hoped that she reached them in time.
    The one thing she hadn’t been expecting, as she burst out the door, was the trap.
    After the darkness inside the club the beam of a high-powered flashlight in her face momentarily blinded London. The shout of protest that tried to escape her muffled against the hand smashing to her mouth. An arm, like a straitjacket, crushed her swings to her torso before she could make them. Lifted from her feet, she kicked out. It didn’t matter. She struck nothing but air as she was rushed away from the exit and deeper into the alley.
    Flashlight gone, the blackness of the alley blinded her just as effectively. Knocked to her knees, wrists gripped and forced to cross behind her neck, so all she could do was blink to clear her vision.
    Well, that wasn’t all she could do, but it was all she did do just yet. The weight of the charm around her neck reminded her that Lugh was one mental call away, but he didn’t keep her around to shout for help every time things turned dicey. Besides, the last time she’d called his name, he’d not come. It had been Malcolm that saved her.
    Already, she could make out the shadowy figures. More than one. Four, maybe five. No, definitely five, if she counted the fairy struggling. “Let her go!” London fought to get her feet under her, but the stronger vampire kept her down. Pride meant nothing compared to the life of a fey. “Lugh!”
    No answering feeling through the magic of the charm. No radiant Sidhe warrior teleporting to her side.
    London cursed. “Let her go!”
    “You should be worrying about your own neck, precious.” The deep, male voice almost purred with sensuality; the vampire lure. This wasn’t her first time hearing it, and even though it skated across her flesh like a lover’s caress, she didn’t swoon.
    So instead, fingers fisted in her hair and forced her head to the side. She hissed at the rough treatment, but not as much as when the burn of fangs penetrated her vein. “Get off of me!” The weight of her gun, holstered under her jacket at her side, meant nothing right now. And the venom of the vampire bite was quickly doing what the power of the vampire’s voice could not. And with the Sidhe magic in her blood, she couldn’t count on him releasing her before she was drained.
    The echo of a gun chambering a bullet ricocheted in the alley. “The lady said, let her go.”
    Now, London really did want to curse. She couldn’t see past the vampire’s shoulder to the speaker beyond, but she knew who it was.
    The vampires didn’t immediately release her, but the one biting her did give up her vein, even if with a parting lick. “There’s a price on your blood, and I plan on cashing it in.” He backed away with a bloody grin. There were few things more disturbing than getting smiled at with blood-smeared teeth, especially when it was your own blood that had done the smearing.
    Derek. His name was Derek. London remembered Selena mentioning him now. He’d come over from the States on some business of his sire, but Selena hadn’t said what.
    London would need to find out.
    Derek’s thugs retreated when he pulled back, and in a moment the lot of them were gone. At least they left the fairy behind. She embraced herself, pale and shivering as she stared at London, as if in shock. It only took the slightest tilt of London’s head, and her gaze flicking back to the club, to send the young fairy lady scrambling inside. Maybe next time she’d think twice before venturing into a dark alley with a stranger. London could only hope.
    “Friend of yours?” Granger asked. His attention still fixed on the direction where Derek and his gang had gone. He holstered his weapon, and then reached a hand down to help her to her feet.
    “Not hardly.” London accepted the offer, finding his grip warm and steady. Those vamps hadn’t even been enough to break him out into a sweat. This meant he wasn’t a complete noob when it