I looked where he was looking and could barely make out the shapes。 If I was supposed to be the kitty…cat； why did the rat have better night vision？
Ulysses was whispering over and over； 〃I'm sorry； I'm sorry； I'm sorry。〃
I put the barrel against his forehead。 〃Whatever else happens； Ulysses； you die next。〃
A man's voice came out of the darkness。 He was speaking over a sound system； that much I could tell。 〃If you pull the trigger； we will kill your other bodyguard。 Rifles with silver shot； Ms。 Blake； and I assure you that my people are dead shots。 Now； put your guns down； and we'll talk。〃
I kept my gun and told Ulysses； 〃Get away from me； now！〃 He crawled away； still crying。
I picked out the shadowy form on my side of the catwalk。 Bobby Lee was aimed to the other side； which left one man in the middle without a gun on him。 But from this distance； with them above us； we had to make each shot count； which meant that we had to kill what we could； then hope we could do something with the last one。 〃Who the hell are you？〃 I asked。
〃Drop your guns； Ms。 Blake； and I'll tell you。〃
〃We keep our guns； girl；〃 Bobby Lee said。 〃He's going to kill us either way。〃
I agreed。
〃We don't want you dead； Ms。 Blake； but we don't give a shit about your friends。 We can just keep picking them off until you change your mind。〃
I moved to stand in front of everyone； so that the middle shot was harder。 From the above angle； I couldn't block them pletely； but it was the best I could do。 〃Everybody get down。〃 Only Bobby Lee hesitated。 〃They don't want me dead； and I need your gun。〃 He glanced at me； then dropped to one knee； using me to shield himself from the middle gunman。 He'd grasped my plan。 Everyone else was hugging the floor。 There was no cover； and the door was close but not close enough； what with three rifles on us。
〃What are you doing； Ms。 Blake？〃 the voice asked。
〃Just testing a theory；〃 I said。
〃Don't be stupid； Ms。 Blake。〃
〃Bobby Lee；〃 I said。
〃Yes； ma'am。〃
〃How good are you？〃
〃Give the word； we'll find out。〃
I felt my body go very； very still； so that the world narrowed down to the end of my gun and that shape crouched on the catwalk。 It was about ten yards。 I'd hit targets farther away than that。 But that was target shooting。 I'd never tried to drop a man with a handgun from this distance。 I let out the last of my breath so that I was just stillness； just the gun； just the point of the gun； just the aim of the gun； and with the last； barest touch of my voice； I whispered； 〃Word。〃
Our guns went off almost simultaneously。 I didn't shoot just once； I fired as fast as I could pull the trigger。 My figure jerked； the target came out of his crouch； then fell slowly off the catwalk。 I turned my gun before the body hit the ground and found the man in the middle standing up。 I saw the shadow of his rifle。 I heard the voice shouting over the explosion of gunshots； 〃Don't hit her； don't you dare。〃
The rifle plowed up floor inches from me two shots trying to get me to move and give him a shot at Bobby Lee； but I stood my ground and fired back。 Bobby was firing with me； and the shadow form jerked； staggered； then slumped forward； his rifle falling to land on the floor with the other two bodies of the now…dead riflemen。
The voice said； 〃Boys； do not disappoint me。〃
The werehyenas rushed us。 Bobby Lee and I started shooting。 We divided the six werehyenas up between us； smooth； no cross fires； no taking the other's hit my side of the room； his side of the room。 I took two； I think he took one； and we both clicked empty。 I drew the Firestar left…handed； which made it about two seconds slower than it needed to be； but it was probably faster than popping the clip on the Browning and reloading。 If I survived； I'd have to time which one was faster。
It was Ulysses who was almost upon me like a dark shape of doom。 A gun exploded at my back； and Ulysses fell backwards onto the floor。 I whirled to find Nathaniel with a gun。 His eyes were wide； his lips parted； a look of astonishment on his face。 He'd picked up Cris's dropped weapon。 Movement turned me back to the fight。 Metal flashed as Bobby Lee waded into the last two werehyenas。 The fight was too intense。 I couldn't get a clear shot。
The far doors opened； and men poured out。 I rushed the fight around Bobby Lee and fired almost point blank into someone's back。 The man shuddered and dropped； putting me face…to…face with Bobby Lee。 It had startled him； and I had to fire across his body into the last of the fightees。 I pointed the Firestar at the werehyenas pouring towards us。 I emptied the gun into them； as we all started backing for the door。 I wasn't as good left…handed。 I don't think I killed anyone； but I wounded someone with every shot； and it slowed them； made them hesitate。
Gil； Caleb； and Nathaniel were already at the doors。 Daylight spilled in； and I was dazzled for a second； because my sunglasses were still tucked across the front of my shirt。 I dropped the Firestar； popped the empty clip from the Browning and had the second clip pounded home before we made the sidewalk。 I still couldn't hear the noise of the clips hitting home； but I saw Bobby Lee making the same movement with his gun that I'd made with mine。 I knew he was locked and loaded。
I yelled； 〃Nathaniel！ Jeep； get it running！〃 I knew he knew where the extra set of keys were。 I remembered Narcissus saying that there were over five hundred werehyenas。 We had to get out of there before they decided to pick up more guns or just overwhelm us with numbers。 Shooting them would slow them down； but whoever that voice had been； he had them terrified。 I could kill them； but I couldn't terrorize them。 Whether they poured out of that door in a wave would depend on whether they feared death or terror more。
I glanced back to find Nathaniel in the Jeep； with Caleb and Gil in the back。 The engine roared to life。 Bobby Lee and I started for the Jeep； and the werehyenas rolled out into the sunlight； too many to count； almost too many to aim at。 I fired into the mass of bodies； and I yelled； 〃Run！〃
Bobby Lee and I were running for the Jeep； which meant our aim wasn't what it should have been； but the men were packed so tight that we kept hitting them anyway。 They'd fall； then there'd be screams； sounds； a chittering laughter that raised the hair at the back of my neck； and the wounded rose as hyenamen； muscled； pale…furred； spotted； with a muzzle full of fangs and claws like black knives。 We weren't whittling them down； we were giving them better weapons to use against us。
Nathaniel yelled； 〃Get in！〃
I glanced back to find the doors open front and middle。 I slid into the rear seat； Bobby Lee slid in front。 The doors were shut； locked； and Nathaniel was pulling away from the curb when they poured over us。 They swarmed the car； covering the windows。 Nathaniel hit the gas and the Jeep roared forward。 An arm smashed through the window beside me。 The sound of breaking glass was everywhere。 They were trying to hold on and get inside。 I fired through my window into the man beyond； and he fell away。 Bobby Lee was firing into the hyenaman that was trying to crawl through the windshield。
But there were at least three others smashing at the glass； trying to crawl through。 I fired the Browning into the one on the opposite window from mine。 It took four shots before he fell away。 The Browning had to be close to empty； but I'd lost count。 The last two werehyenas were halfway through the windows； one of them spilled into the back of the Jeep。 He launched himself at me； and I fired two more bullets almost point blank into him。 The gun clicked empty。 The man fell； apparently dead at my knees； because I was kneeling in the back of the Jeep； which meant that I'd crawled over the seat to meet his charge。 I didn't remember doing it。
The last one was in half…man form。 He was having trouble tearing his way through the window。 I think he'd caught something painful on the glass。 I drew the blade that I wore down my back。 My right knee was down； leg flat to the floorboard； my left； raised on the ball of my foot。 It was a swordsman's stance for when you couldn't stand balanced。 I struck in a blur of speed； feeling the strength in my body like nothing I'd ever felt before。 He looked up at the last second just before the blade bit into the side of his face and split his head open。 Blood splattered on my arms； across my face。 The body slumped forward； most of its lower parts still dangling out the window。 The upper part of his head from just above the jaw was gone； spilling out onto the carpet； soaking into the leg of my jeans。 I had a heartbeat to think； holy shit； then I heard the sounds on the roof。
Bobby Lee said； 〃Persistent bastards。〃
I didn't answer； just knelt by the wheel well opposite the bodies。 Edward； assassin to the undead； and the only person I knew of with a higher kill count for monsters than me； had talked me into letting a friend of his remodel my Jeep。 The wheel well held a secret partment。 Inside there was an extra Browning Hi…Power； two extra clips； and a mini…Uzi with a mushroom clip。 The clip barely fit inside the partment； but it nearly tripled the round capacity； so it was wo