“I don't think you want to do that,” I said to her while she worked on the leather binding that held it in place.
She arched an eyebrow at me. “As if you could stop me.”
“I'm merely warning you.” I shrugged. I had only a bit of guilt slithering through me for a few weak moments. She dies and then who would Jett marry? Oh… what was I thinking?
She made a scathing sound as she struggled with unwinding the leather around it. “Why do you have so many binds over the hilt?”
“It's only fair to warn you it's a magical dagger. It will go into action on its own.”
“That's the same dagger you stabbed me with!” Alucard's accusing eyes went wide watching Penelope. If a vampire could look fearful, this was the look. “Be careful with it. I was holding it when it seemed to jump from my fingers to stab
