Jane had pulled me out. After what had happened with Dirk, I didn't know how to feel about anything.
But, she'd made it clear that all the hunters were going to gather and stake out the most demon infested club in the city, Ruth's. And I had hunter friends who would want to see me, so I came along.
Before we left, I did something she probably wouldn't have liked. I warned Dirk. We made our way into Ruth's after waiting in line for forever.
Dirk had texted me back while we had been in line, what he said making vomit creep up my throat. He said that it was too late.
I sent him at least a hundred messages in that time, but he didn't answer me. He was either ignoring me or his phone was off. Once Jane and I had got in, we picked a spot in the corner where the lights didn't hit us.
Other hunters had spotted us, nodding their greetings. All I could think about was Dirk, praying that he was safe. As my eyes scanned the dance floor, I saw tons of demons, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.
There was a massive grindfest in the middle of the dance floor, but it looked like a mix of humans and demons, so I kept my eyes on it. Two people were at the center, but I couldn't tell who, the ligths barely skimming their hair and clothes.
One of them turned, facing the guy who's back was to me. It was another guy, making me frown, my mind drifting to Dirk. I let them out of my sight for half a second and they were gone, heading to the door when I found them again.
It was Dirk. He was hunting! Here on all nights! I got up and followed them out. Jane looked at me, but I waved my hand.
A couple feet from the door, I remembered the demon trap we'd set up a block over. There was a gun shot, making my heart sink as I ran out of the club and outside, heading toward the area the shots came from.
What I saw made vomit raise in my throat. Dirk was pulling a bullet out of his arm, blood covering his pale skin. The guy he'd left with was against a tree, blood covering his throat.