“Asshole,” I agreed.

“He’ll kill me.” It was a whimper.

“Not if he’s dead, he won’t, and you’re as good as that now yourself. What do you think Hennessey will do if he finds out you let yourself get captured? Think he’ll look kindly on how you were peddling your wares for me to find you? He’ll forgive you because he’s such a good bloke, right? He’ll rip your bloody head off and you know it. I’m your only hope, mate.”

Tony looked to me as if for help. I held up my middle finger. Well, what did he expect?

He turned back to Bones. “Promise me you won’t kill me and I’ll tell you everything.”

“I won’t kill you unless you refuse to talk,” Bones answered brusquely. “And if you lie to me, I really won’t kill you, but you’ll want me to. Count on it.”

There was a coldness to his tone that reminded me of when I’d been in Tony’s shoes. Yeah, Bones could be pretty scary.

Tony began to talk. Fast. “Hennessey’s been real secretive about his location lately, but if I need something, I’m supposed to go to Lola. I have her address-she’s in Lansing. She and Hennessey are pretty tight. If she doesn’t know where he is, she’ll know who does.”

“Give me her address.”

Tony rattled off the information. Bones didn’t bother to write it down, but maybe that was because he still held the dagger in Tony’s chest.

“Kitten, get on the I-69 and head north. We’re going to Lansing.”

It was a three-hour drive. Bones got exact directions from MapQuest on his cell phone, remarking how he loved modern technology. We walked the last half mile, parking Tony’s car in a nearby grocery store lot and taking him with us. Bones held the knife next to him with a malevolent smirk, commenting that if he even squeaked, he’d end him. As we approached, I saw Lola lived in an apartment complex also, albeit much snazzier than mine or Charlie’s. It was five a.m., and where was I? Skulking around another apartment building. I hoped we’d be done in time for me to take that exam. I could just imagine my excuse to the professor if I missed it. But honestly, I had to find a bad vampire! Somehow I didn’t think it would fly.

“Her car’s not here,” Tony whispered, taking Bones’s threat seriously and keeping his voice down.

“You can tell from one glance, aye?” With heavy skepticism.

“When you see it, you’ll understand,” Tony replied.

Bones put a finger to his lips as we got within a hundred feet of the place, indicating with hand signals that Tony and I were to stay put while he checked the building. I resisted the urge to give him the same fingered version of my opinion I’d relayed to Tony earlier, but consoled myself with the knowledge that watching the perimeter was important. And if I heard any subsequent brawling, I was close enough to jump in on it.

Bones slinked around the far side of the building and then disappeared. Minutes ticked by, stretching into an hour. Bones still hadn’t come back, but I didn’t hear any sounds of fighting, so I assumed he was perched somewhere also. The sun would be up soon, and my crouched position, holding Tony at knife point, was getting uncomfortable. A kink started in my back, and irritably I realized I’d never make that exam.

I was about to find a softer part on the ground to sit on when I noticed the car pulling up. Well, score one for Tony. He was right. You would notice that one, even at a glace.

It was a screaming red Ferrari, and the woman who’d just parked it wasn’t human. I crouched lower. The shrubs provided adequate cover, and from the small hill we were on, I had a clear view of her. She had short black hair, and from her features, she was Asian. Her car, outfit, and even her purse were all high-end, big-ticket items. Everything about her shouted money.

She had gotten about a dozen feet from the entrance to her building when Bones stepped into view. Apparently he’d been waiting out of sight inside the doors. She tried to run, but he pounced, cutting her flight to freedom short.

“Not so fast, Lola.”

The woman straightened and her chin came up. “How dare you touch me!”

“Dare?” Bones let out a laugh. It wasn’t his charming one. “There’s a fine word. It implies courage. Are you brave, Lola? We’ll soon find out.”

He drew out the last sentence with meaning. She looked around once before glaring at him.

“You’re making a big mistake.”

“Wouldn’t be my first.” He yanked her next to him. “Right, then, sweetness. You know what I want.”

“Hennessey and the others are going to kill you, it’s only a matter of time,” she spat.

Bones grasped her jaw and brought her face closer.

“Now, I don’t like abusing women, but I think you’ve earned the right to be an exception. It isn’t very private here, so I’m operating under a bit of a time crunch. You’re going to tell me who else is involved with Hennessey, and where to find them all right now, or I promise you you’ll endure every torment and humiliation you’ve helped to inflict on others. Fancy that? I’ve met some depraved, beastly blokes in my travels who would just love to give you a taste of your own poison. Tell you what-I’ll even sell you to them. Turnabout’s fair game, isn’t it? I’d say that was fair all the way ’round.”

Lola’s eyes widened. I could see that even from my vantage point. “I don’t know where Hennessey is, he hasn’t told me!”

Bones started dragging her back toward the parking lot. “You’ve just made Christmas come early for some happy deviants,” he stated crisply.

“Wait!” It was a plea. “I know where Switch is!”

He stopped, giving her a rough shake. “Who’s Switch?”

“Hennessey’s enforcer,” Lola said with a curl to her mouth. “You know how he hates to get his hands dirty. Switch handles the messy things, like silencing witnesses and hiding the bodies. He’s also recruiting for more help, since we don’t have Stephanie, Charlie, and Dean anymore. With Hennessey’s new protection, we don’t even have to worry about any pesky human interference.”

Something on the building’s roof caught my eye just as Bones asked, “What’s Switch’s real name, and who’s Hennessey’s new protection?”

Two forms dropped from the ten-story roof. Bones and Lola were directly below them. I jumped out from the bushes.

“Heads up!”

Two things happened at once. Lola pulled a blade from her purse as Bones looked up, and I, out of a mindless reaction, let fly the three silver knives in my hand.

Tony chose that moment to pounce. I’d let go of him to make that toss, and he came at me with fangs bared, knocking me to the ground. I held off his snapping jaws and twisted, ramming my knees into his chest to throw him back, and then plunged my other blade into his heart. He made an odd noise, almost like a pained giggle, and fell over on his side.

I leapt up in time to see Bones kneeling over Lola. She was on the cement, and silver protruded from her chest in a tight circle of three. Behind them were two bodies with two unattached heads. So much for the aerial attackers.

Bones rose from his kneeling position and swung his gaze to me.

“Lucifer’s bouncing balls, Kitten, not again!”

Uh-oh. I squirmed, instinctively also trying to block Tony’s body from his view. As if that made him any less dead.

“She was going to stab you,” I said in my defense. “Look in her hand!”

He was looking at the ground near my feet instead. “Him, too?”

I nodded, sheepish. “He jumped me.”

Bones just stared. “You’re not a woman,” he said finally. “You’re the Grim Reaper with red hair!”

“That’s not fair-” I protested, but a shrill scream cut me off.

A woman dressed in a business suit dropped her purse and ran shrieking back into the building. Guess a bunch of dead bodies in the parking lot had spooked her. Not the usual thing you’d expect to find while you were leaving to go to work.