Chapter 37At last she could hear clearly the voices within the piece of amber which decorated her sharp dagger, the centuries-old relic of the Briar bloodline. They were telling her what she needed to do to free Destinova from his servitude. The light was pulsating with a warm, white tone and imbuing her with newfound strength of body and spirit. Her senses became heightened and Billie pulled out the blade from the hidden sheath, then locked her strong right hand around the dagger’s handle. She had one chance to deliver her strike and she chose the moment when the man in white turned his back to her to face Chris Cotton. As Destinova held the breathless body of the crushed man against his own and stared solemnly, Billie rushed from behind his back and swung at her target, but Destinova piv
