Immortal Revenge by Mary Abshire Page A

Camaro.” She reached into her purse.
    “Keys, Ms. Dillinger.” He held out his palm in front of her.
    “No.” Feeling cold metal under her fingers, she grabbed hold of the keys and withdrew them from her bag.
    Riker continued to hold his hand out. Every time she glanced at it, she felt the urge to shove it out of her way.
    “Trust me.”
    She ignored him and turned toward the driver’s side of her car. A strong breeze blew by her, pushing her hair forward in front of her face. At the same time, the keys disappeared from her hand. Within seconds, she ascertained Riker had stripped them from her grasp.
    He opened the car door and tossed his bags into the back seat. Katie stood frozen, watching him.
    “Don’t worry, if she’s anything like you, I’ll have her purring soon.” He pushed the driver’s seat back, then sat.
    Anger rushed from the pit of her stomach to her head. The vamp insisted on showing his superiority and she didn’t like it. She stormed around the car.
    “I don’t purr.” She slammed her door as he gunned the engine.
    His gaze slid down to her chest, then back to her eyes. “No, I don’t imagine you do. I stand corrected.”
    “Are you always this rude?”
    “Relax.” The engine hummed as he pressed his foot on the accelerator.
    “You have my fucking car, the only property I have left, in your possession. And you just checked out my breasts.” Her loud voice stung her ears.
    “This is where you learn to trust me.”
    His calm voice irritated her. She let out a huff of frustration as she set her purse in her lap. What could she do? He was stronger, faster and could snap her neck in a split second. She didn’t think he’d hurt her, but she sure as hell didn’t want him harming her precious car.
    “Buckle up,” he said as he backed out of the parking spot.
    Fuming with anger, she kept her lips pressed together and stretched the seatbelt over her.
    “Tell me what happened to Kyle,” he said as he steered her car through the garage.
    “He’s gone, permanently.”
    “I gathered as much or you wouldn’t have called. Can you tell me how you found him?”
    “I arrived home and found his headless body burning on a cross.”
    Tires screeched as the car came to a violent stop.
    She jerked forward and felt the seatbelt tighten against her shoulder. “Fuck!”
    He stared straight ahead and gripped her wheel so tight she’d thought it would break in his grasp.
    “Hey!” She snapped at him.
    He slowly turned to face her. Bright green eyes stared at her.
    “I loved Kyle more than life. He meant everything to me. I called you because I want you to help me find the vamp who destroyed him. Just help me find him and I’ll take care of the rest.”
    “And what will you do Ms. Dillinger?”
    “I’ll sever its head.”
    He took his foot of the break and allowed the car to roll forward.
    “No offense, but it takes more than revenge to decapitate a vampire.”
    “I have a few weapons Kyle gave me hidden in the trunk. And I’m going to check out the barn tomorrow. I don’t think it burnt to the ground, but even if it did, we hid all the weapons in the cellar.”
    He turned the car into a handicapped parking spot and shifted the gear. “Show me.” He was out of the car before she could get another word out.
    Katie snapped her seatbelt free and pushed her door open. She strode toward the back where Riker had already lifted the trunk.
    “What’s in the bag?” He tugged on the handle.
    “Clothes I bought today.” She pulled it away from him and set the paper bag in the corner.
    He grabbed the FedEx box lying off to the side. “What’s in here?”
    Katie reached for the package but he held it out of her reach. “Hey, that’s a gift Kyle gave me.”
    He shook it like a child curious to see what Santa Clause delivered.
    “It’s probably just lingerie. He liked to buy me nice…clothes.”
    Riker arched a brow. “Into kinky sex games?”
    Her fury erupted and she snatched the box