Chapter Twenty-One
Kim hung up.
“No one’s free to go with you,” Coyote growled. “Have to keep looking for bits to use. If the chindi son of a b***h hadn’t burned out his apartment…”
“You keep saying that,” Bernice cut in. “Chindi. What the hell is that?”
“Dead,” Coyote snarled. “Dead and evil. No offense.”
Bernice rolled her eye. The patch covered the socket where her glowing glass prosthetic sat. “Go alone. Duran can’t track you, or I doubt he can, so you’re safe until you’ve got your friend. Once you’ve got him, just keep moving.”
“What, he can’t outrun an El Camino?”
“Sure he can, but it’s a moving target. A lot harder to find a vampire speeding down the freeway than a vampire waiting in one place. Just make sure you don’t stay stopped for too long.”
Kim considered the other wom
