Quickly, I reached for my Glock, when suddenly, the vampire thrust his hands through the plate glass window, grabbing my throat, then pinned me against the wall as he stepped through the glass. I stretched toward my Glock, but it wasn't within reach, when Zac rammed my Ballistics knife into the guy's back, sending him momentarily to the ground, giving me enough time to grab my Glock and unload a clip into his brain, as gray matter and blood splattered against the wall. Zac watched, wrapped only in a towel, still holding the bloody knife.
"Thanks, honey," I said, popping another clip into my Glock. "We'd better get out of here."
"Yeah ..." Zac said, quickly slipping into his clothes, as we heard sirens already coming in the distance, getting closer.
I quickly slipped into my leather ja
