The door swung open. Brouchard sauntered in, carrying a candlestick. "Bonsoir, mes amis! Hubert, I want you to fetch us some tasty mortals for breakfast." He halted with a gasp. "Hubert! What are you doing, lying with zhat woman?"
Angus zoomed toward Brouchard and plunged his dagger into the chubby vampire's heart. Brouchard squealed, then turned to dust.
Uri and Alek ran in, both armed with swords. Angus was outnumbered, but he knew he'd be stronger. He'd already fed, and they had not. He dodged Alek's attack, then fended off Uri.
Katya entered, carrying her blowpipe. "You fools. There is only one way to subdue him." She lifted her pipe to her mouth.
At the last minute, Angus spun, grabbed Uri, and turned him to face the oncoming dart.
Uri stiffened and fell, the dart embedded in his chest.
Katya's eyes flashed with anger. "Alek, kill the woman."
"Of course." Alek dashed toward Emma, his sword raised.
"Nay!" Angus shouted.
Katya lifted a hand to stop Alek. "I will spare her, Angus, if you surrender to me."
Angus hesitated. He needed to buy more time so he and Emma could escape. He released his knife. It clattered to the stone floor.
With a sneer, Katya kicked his knife aside. "I always knew you were a fool. You could have had me, but you chose that lowly…bug. I will enjoy watching you suffer."
Angus gritted his teeth. "I'm certain ye will. 'Tis in your nature to be cruel and vicious."
She scoffed. "There was a time when you said I was beautiful and full of potential."
He eyed her sadly. "I wanted ye to be good, Katya. I wanted ye to use yer powers for good. 'Tis no' too late."
"And you think she is good?" Katya glared at Emma on the floor. "That bitch is a murderer. She deserves to die. And if I give her to Casimir, he will spare my life." She gave Angus a seductive look. "You wouldn't want me to die, would you? We had such good times together."
"Ye're already dead to me."
She took in a hissing breath and pulled a dart from her pocket. "I will make you pay, Angus MacKay. You will wish you were never born." She jammed the dart into his chest. He crumpled to the ground. His body refused to move. Despair seeped into his bones. He'd bought Emma some more time, but now he was unable to defend her. Alek and Katya took turns going out to feed. Then Katya removed his sporran. He closed his eyes so he wouldn't have to see her triumphant smirk. Alek hauled him out of the cellar and dumped him in the alley. Angus cursed silently. Here he was, alone and free to go, but he couldn't move. Soon Alek returned, carrying Emma. He set her down and frisked her.
"A cell phone." Alek removed the phone from Emma's pocket and handed it to Katya. "Ironic, don't you think?" She punched a button on his phone. "I can use your whore's phone to take you to your doom." She leaned down to grab his arm. "Galina? We're coming."
Katya vanished, taking Angus with her. He felt a floating sensation, then a hard floor beneath him. He opened his eyes to look around. They were in an old stone building, sparsely furnished. Alek appeared next to him, carrying Emma.
"How do you like my place?" a red-haired female asked.
Angus recognized her from the last vampire ball. She'd been there with Ivan Petrovsky. This had to be Galina, the former harem girl who had helped Katya murder Ivan so they could be co-masters of the Russian coven.
"It's perfect." Katya looked around. "Do you have the room ready for our guests?"
Galina laughed. "Oh yes. They're going to love it!" She waved at a bulky blond man.
"Burien, will you and Miroslav carry our guest?"
The two male vampires hefted Angus up and followed Galina outside.
"Where's Uri?" Galina asked.
"Detained," Katya muttered. "He'll join us later."
Angus looked around the best he could. The night sky was clear, the stars bright. It was later in the night here than in Paris, so they had traveled east. They might be in eastern Russia since Katya came from there. He recalled reading a report on Galina. She'd come from the Ukraine, so that was another possibility.
They were definitely in the countryside. The nearby hills were forested. An old stone wall encircled the property. A wooden barn nearby was falling down. He spotted Alek, carrying Emma.
They proceeded down some stone steps. A storm cellar? A root cellar? He heard a heavy door creak open.
"Put her on the cot there," Galina ordered.
He heard bedsprings squeak. He was dumped on the floor.