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Chapter 4
About to pull the enchanting, but inexperienced, stranger closer to his eager mouth he was shocked when where her safe presence was moments before only air remained. In fact he was so shocked that he opened his eyes and pinched himself, certain that it had all been an extremely realistic, not to mention erotic, fantasy. When the pinch hurt A LOT and the key to his handcuffs was gone he knew that he had been tricked. Despite that or because of that he still couldn't shake the feeling that he had kissed her before..
"Thwomp, thwomp!" The sound of lead eating through the opposite side of his flimsy barricade jerked him abruptly out of his reveries. This was the third time that she had almost gotten him killed, he noted bitterly. Shoving the cuffs back into his pocket he hastily removed the gun from his ankle sheathe. "Thonk, thonk!" The shots decimated a display case over the hit man's head causing a rainstorm of glass shards. The shooter stepped further into the room and fired again, this time Ian was ready and missed him by only one inch instead of one foot.
Running after the shooter through the maze of cases Ian quickly used up all of his bullets. Slowly Vespuci walked toward him, all the while deliberately aiming his shots. Ten feet away Ian dove over the nearest display case. While in the air he felt the numerous bullets whiz by him. This time the explosion of glass occurred below him and bit into his arms and chest. Inside the ruined display case a ruby opened and launched itself out of its prison and made contact with its new Wielder.
Instinctively Ian threw his right arm in front of his face. "Ping!" The bullet ricocheted off the ancient gauntlet and hit a corroded gas pipe in the far corner of the museum. Walls of flame engulfed the room and Ian's past flashed through his mind. An infinite journey compressed into 3.5 seconds.
**
Outside Sara watched the museum burst into flames, knowing that the cycle had begun anew. After the fireworks ended she flipped open her cell phone.
**
Sitting in her office Lilith had felt the intertwined circles on her hand heat up as if she had brushed her perfectly French manicured hand through the flames directly opposite her desk, Sara would be calling her any moment now.
"Ms. Irons.."
Sara gazed at the charred ruins of the museum.
".you won't be disappointed."
"I hope not." Lilith responded smoothly while tracing her scars in the way one traces Braille to discover the hidden code.
"He's everything you said he'd be." Sara said, in turn tracing her lips with one reverent hand attempting to lock the memory of his kiss in her mind. Permanently.
Chapter 4
About to pull the enchanting, but inexperienced, stranger closer to his eager mouth he was shocked when where her safe presence was moments before only air remained. In fact he was so shocked that he opened his eyes and pinched himself, certain that it had all been an extremely realistic, not to mention erotic, fantasy. When the pinch hurt A LOT and the key to his handcuffs was gone he knew that he had been tricked. Despite that or because of that he still couldn't shake the feeling that he had kissed her before..
"Thwomp, thwomp!" The sound of lead eating through the opposite side of his flimsy barricade jerked him abruptly out of his reveries. This was the third time that she had almost gotten him killed, he noted bitterly. Shoving the cuffs back into his pocket he hastily removed the gun from his ankle sheathe. "Thonk, thonk!" The shots decimated a display case over the hit man's head causing a rainstorm of glass shards. The shooter stepped further into the room and fired again, this time Ian was ready and missed him by only one inch instead of one foot.
Running after the shooter through the maze of cases Ian quickly used up all of his bullets. Slowly Vespuci walked toward him, all the while deliberately aiming his shots. Ten feet away Ian dove over the nearest display case. While in the air he felt the numerous bullets whiz by him. This time the explosion of glass occurred below him and bit into his arms and chest. Inside the ruined display case a ruby opened and launched itself out of its prison and made contact with its new Wielder.
Instinctively Ian threw his right arm in front of his face. "Ping!" The bullet ricocheted off the ancient gauntlet and hit a corroded gas pipe in the far corner of the museum. Walls of flame engulfed the room and Ian's past flashed through his mind. An infinite journey compressed into 3.5 seconds.
**
Outside Sara watched the museum burst into flames, knowing that the cycle had begun anew. After the fireworks ended she flipped open her cell phone.
**
Sitting in her office Lilith had felt the intertwined circles on her hand heat up as if she had brushed her perfectly French manicured hand through the flames directly opposite her desk, Sara would be calling her any moment now.
"Ms. Irons.."
Sara gazed at the charred ruins of the museum.
".you won't be disappointed."
"I hope not." Lilith responded smoothly while tracing her scars in the way one traces Braille to discover the hidden code.
"He's everything you said he'd be." Sara said, in turn tracing her lips with one reverent hand attempting to lock the memory of his kiss in her mind. Permanently.