shouted.
Aleric swerved around the car that was heading down the wrong side of the road jerking back and forth in a manner that made vehicles steer out of the way and pedestrians cringe on the sidewalks.
“Dartan, did you see that?” Aleric stared behind him in the direction the car had gone.
“What?” Dartan asked, craning his neck.
Aleric took advantage of the other drivers who had pulled to the sides of the road and did a U-turn. He didn’t know if something like that was legal, but at the moment, he didn’t care.
“Are you really going after the car that nearly killed us?” Dartan asked incredulously.
“Yes,” Aleric replied.
“Give me one good reason why that make sense,” the vampire demanded.
“Because there’s a goblin on the car.”
Dartan’s eyes widened. “After that vehicle!”
Aleric sped down the road, following in the car’s wake of disaster. Someone had hit a fire hydrant and water shot up into the air. The car sped through the next light and Aleric followed close behind. Only Dartan’s shout told of how close they cleared the intersection.
“I’d like to be alive when we return to the hospital,” Dartan muttered.
“You’re a vampire,” Aleric replied.
Dartan let out a grunt of annoyance but didn’t respond. Both of them watched the small creature clinging to the roof of the car they followed.
“Why won’t she pull over?” Aleric asked, guessing by the bushy hair of the person in the driver’s seat that she was a woman.
“She’s driven by fear,” Dartan replied. “Look inside the car.”
Aleric’s eyes widened. There was another goblin inside the vehicle. It clung to the back of the passenger seat, its spider-claws sunk into the upholstery. The driver glanced back and then drove faster as if she could get away from the Dark fae just by driving.
“She’s not going to stop,” Dartan said. “I’m going to help her.”
“What are you talking about?” Aleric asked.
Dartan picked up the small tranquilizer gun and moved toward the window.
“What on Blays are you doing?” Aleric demanded.
“Helping the driver,” Dartan said. “I’ll shoot the goblin on the roof, toss it inside, and climb in after the other one. When it’s tranquilized, the driver should stop.”
He climbed out the window as easily as if they were standing still.
Aleric cursed the vampire’s reflexes. “I don’t think humans are that rational!” Aleric shouted after him.
Dartan crouched on the hood of Gregory’s little blue car. Aleric wondered if the orderly would mind if he returned the car with shoeprints on it. It was then that he realized the vampire wasn’t wearing shoes. Aleric let out a breath and shook his head. A vampire in scrubs and a werewolf behind the wheel. They were in trouble.
At Dartan’s gesture, Aleric pulled closer to the car. It was getting dark out, so he switched on his headlights to better illuminate the bumper. Dartan threw him a grateful smile.
“Don’t smile yet,” Aleric muttered under his breath. “This is a horrible plan. My plans are much better.” He didn’t admit to himself that he didn’t have a plan any better than Dartan’s at the moment, but he was sure he would come up with one if the vampire would just climb back into the car.
Instead, Dartan waited until the car was close enough and jumped onto the back with an ease that belied how fast they were going. The vehicle swerved from side to side. At the same time, the goblin’s head swiveled on its shiny black body. It glared at Dartan.
Aleric was sure the goblin would pounce during the time it took the vampire to draw the gun from his waistband and aim it, but the dart struck the goblin in the abdomen before it could act. Its legs gave out and it rolled toward the edge of the car.
Aleric’s hands tightened on the steering wheel and he prepared to swerve when the Dark fae creature fell, but Dartan scooped it up at the last moment. The vampire climbed to the top of the car
Aleric swerved around the car that was heading down the wrong side of the road jerking back and forth in a manner that made vehicles steer out of the way and pedestrians cringe on the sidewalks.
“Dartan, did you see that?” Aleric stared behind him in the direction the car had gone.
“What?” Dartan asked, craning his neck.
Aleric took advantage of the other drivers who had pulled to the sides of the road and did a U-turn. He didn’t know if something like that was legal, but at the moment, he didn’t care.
“Are you really going after the car that nearly killed us?” Dartan asked incredulously.
“Yes,” Aleric replied.
“Give me one good reason why that make sense,” the vampire demanded.
“Because there’s a goblin on the car.”
Dartan’s eyes widened. “After that vehicle!”
Aleric sped down the road, following in the car’s wake of disaster. Someone had hit a fire hydrant and water shot up into the air. The car sped through the next light and Aleric followed close behind. Only Dartan’s shout told of how close they cleared the intersection.
“I’d like to be alive when we return to the hospital,” Dartan muttered.
“You’re a vampire,” Aleric replied.
Dartan let out a grunt of annoyance but didn’t respond. Both of them watched the small creature clinging to the roof of the car they followed.
“Why won’t she pull over?” Aleric asked, guessing by the bushy hair of the person in the driver’s seat that she was a woman.
“She’s driven by fear,” Dartan replied. “Look inside the car.”
Aleric’s eyes widened. There was another goblin inside the vehicle. It clung to the back of the passenger seat, its spider-claws sunk into the upholstery. The driver glanced back and then drove faster as if she could get away from the Dark fae just by driving.
“She’s not going to stop,” Dartan said. “I’m going to help her.”
“What are you talking about?” Aleric asked.
Dartan picked up the small tranquilizer gun and moved toward the window.
“What on Blays are you doing?” Aleric demanded.
“Helping the driver,” Dartan said. “I’ll shoot the goblin on the roof, toss it inside, and climb in after the other one. When it’s tranquilized, the driver should stop.”
He climbed out the window as easily as if they were standing still.
Aleric cursed the vampire’s reflexes. “I don’t think humans are that rational!” Aleric shouted after him.
Dartan crouched on the hood of Gregory’s little blue car. Aleric wondered if the orderly would mind if he returned the car with shoeprints on it. It was then that he realized the vampire wasn’t wearing shoes. Aleric let out a breath and shook his head. A vampire in scrubs and a werewolf behind the wheel. They were in trouble.
At Dartan’s gesture, Aleric pulled closer to the car. It was getting dark out, so he switched on his headlights to better illuminate the bumper. Dartan threw him a grateful smile.
“Don’t smile yet,” Aleric muttered under his breath. “This is a horrible plan. My plans are much better.” He didn’t admit to himself that he didn’t have a plan any better than Dartan’s at the moment, but he was sure he would come up with one if the vampire would just climb back into the car.
Instead, Dartan waited until the car was close enough and jumped onto the back with an ease that belied how fast they were going. The vehicle swerved from side to side. At the same time, the goblin’s head swiveled on its shiny black body. It glared at Dartan.
Aleric was sure the goblin would pounce during the time it took the vampire to draw the gun from his waistband and aim it, but the dart struck the goblin in the abdomen before it could act. Its legs gave out and it rolled toward the edge of the car.
Aleric’s hands tightened on the steering wheel and he prepared to swerve when the Dark fae creature fell, but Dartan scooped it up at the last moment. The vampire climbed to the top of the car
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