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make my death meaningless. I always believed I’d die in battle.” His gaze flicked to the ceiling where the sun awaited him when she opened the skylight. “Give me the peace of knowing my friends will go after that animal who killed your sister. It’s what my friends and I do. We kill the bad ones.”
    She gazed into his pretty eyes and unless he was the most convincing liar in the world, he honestly meant every word. She wanted to believe him. She had fried vamps before for the team, a few times actually, and she’d done it without hesitation. Just thinking about watching Lethal burst into flames, the screams of agony that would follow, and him fading into ash turned her stomach. She couldn’t do it.
    Her emotions were in turmoil. He was a killer, a vampire. Everyone on the team had suffered personal loss. For three years she’d helped take out vamps but had never found the son of a bitch she wanted to kill most. Lethal had the resources to accomplish that if he was being truthful.
    It wasn’t easy working for her boss. Jeff could be a first-rate jerk whenever anyone disagreed with his orders. He kept the team on a shoestring budget. He always stripped the vamps of their money and used it to fund the team since it was impossible for most of them to keep full-time jobs with all the assignments he passed out. He didn’t care about tracking Beth’s killer, any vampire would do, and he gave her hell every time she brought up the subject. Lethal offered her more help than Jeff ever had, yet he was facing the dawn. Could she trust him? Did he really want to help? If so, that said something about his character that she couldn’t ignore.
    Inexplicably, she’d had mind-blowing sex with Lethal and she’d never been one to take that lightly. Her body and heart were connected. I can’t do it. I can’t watch his destruction. What if he’s telling the truth? Some people were just killers, rapists, and worse than rabid animals. Others were good, kind, wonderful people. What if vampires are the same? That question would haunt her if she opened that skylight.
    “Son of a bitch!”
    She rose to her feet and stomped over to the table where she’d dropped her vest. She tore open a pocket and grabbed two darts. She spun, met his gaze, and slowly approached.
    He glanced at her fisted hand. “Thank you, lass. It’s kind of you to knock me out so I don’t suffer an agonizing death.” He paused. “The sex was amazing. You’re a beautiful lass and I hope you find the one who took your sister from you. If you decide to leave that note, tell them to go after him for Morgan McKay. Tell them it’s an honor debt. Those words will always protect you from my friends.”
    She hesitated. “Why?”
    “We do have honor. The use of my birth name will be proof to them that it’s not a trap when they go after the rogue. They’ll know I want him punished for what he did to your sister. They’ll do it.”
    She wanted to believe that but she wasn’t a pushover. The sex had been really hot, the best she’d ever had, but she’d never admit it to him. “I’m going to make the sun seem like a fun, delightful way to die if you’re lying to me.” She straddled his thighs again and leaned forward, planning to jab the darts into his arms.
    A smile lifted the corners of his mouth as his gaze fixed on her cleavage. “I can die happy with your bonny breasts the last thing I see.”
    A charming vampire. Who knew? She almost hated to hurt him but he didn’t wince when she sank the tips of the darts into the muscles near his elbows. His eyes closed and his head slumped to the side when he lost consciousness.

Chapter Four
     
    Lacey experienced a bit of guilt for staring as the washcloth cleaned away the small amount of blood from the naked body stretched across the bed. She’d put a sheet over Lethal’s lap but she’d seen it all when she’d stripped him of his tank top and leather pants. She’d looked plenty.
    A quick glance at the