9. A Selfish Bitch
I was going to be careful. I had to be. I stayed in the lights for a few minutes while I strapped Death and my lucky charm onto my arms. When I emerged at the other side of the lights I was on the small rocky outcrop, large enough for only three people. Danny and I had kept watch from here, less than a hundred metres from the corridor, to witness the angels torturing vampires and werewolves.
My vision ranged out, not focusing on anything in particular, and I scanned the area — a three-sixty sweep — looking for movement. In the north, Amrael’s territory, I saw a sole figure running at a leisurely pace. Here was my first target of the day.
I continued to watch for a little longer and transported to a spot a few kilometres in front of where I thought my quarry was headed
