She watched the door to the boarding house swing open and a tall man with a black hat stepped through. She couldn’t see his eyes, but she could see the smile he had at the idea of her coming to take care of him. Maggie swallowed hard and stood her ground. She knew she wasn’t alone, but she didn’t want to let him in on how many were really there with her.
“So, they sent you to kill me. How funny,” Price said, taking a step down the stairs. “Why you?” Maggie just smiled and kept her mouth shut. “You’re a little smarter than some of your friends. They make way too much noise to try and sneak in the back.”
He finally raised his gaze enough so that she could see his eyes. They were an attractive color of green that made Maggie almost forget about what she was doing. It only lasted a second.
Price walked back up the one stair he’d come down and reached into the door of the boarding house. He pulled Jesse from it and glanced back to Maggie. She must have flinched because the smile he gave her was pure evil.
“Do you know him?” Price asked, pulling Jesse close to him. Maggie wasn’t sure if she should answer. The training she went through told her not to show any signs of weakness as to not let the enemy have control. But this was her friend and he didn’t deserve to die like this. “He’s not one of you, that much is clear. But someone you know still.” Price pushed him to the wall of the outside of the boarding house. “I tell you what; I’ll let him go—for you.” His smile grew and he turned his gaze from Jesse to Maggie. She took a step forward and he pushed Jesse into the wall harder. “What’s your decision?”
“How about you let him go and I won’t shoot you in the face,” Adam said coming up beside him. He’d somehow managed to get back around Price and had one of The Order’s guns to his head.
Price smiled and let go of Jesse, but turned to fast on Adam. He wasn’t ready when Price knocked the gun from his hand and threw him off the porch of the boarding house. He glanced at the discarded gun and then picked it up to look closer.
“Is it true these bullets can kill anything living or dead?” He glanced at Maggie as if she was supposed to know. She just watched him. Price smiled and pointed it at Adam. Maggie held her breath as he shot the gun and the bullet went flying through the air. It seemed almost too long before it struck Adam in the chest and sent him flying back a little. Price laughed and stepped into the sun, picking Jesse up by the hair.
“And what do I do with this one?” he said.
Maggie was done waiting. She ran at the vampire, hoping she had enough weight behind her to get him away from Jesse. To her surprise, she did and Price stumbled back a step. She grabbed at the gun in his hand and somehow got it away, but Price kicked her in the back—hard. She felt the sand grind into her back as she hit it and rolled without thinking. Price grabbed Jesse again and pulled him into the boarding house. Maggie got to her knees just in time to see them close the door behind them. She knew there were more vampires in there than she could handle, but there was no one else.
Her gaze traveled to Adam lying on the ground near the porch area. He was somehow still alive. She got to her feet and ran to him. The blood had stained the white button down shirt he was wearing and he looked as though he couldn’t breathe well. A shot to the lungs no doubt. There was nothing anyone could do to save someone with that kind of bullet wound.
“You can’t go in there. Get back to the village and get help,” Adam choked out between gobs of blood.
“He’s already dead. You know that.”
Maggie watched as he died in her arms. His hand loosened and his breathing stopped. His dead eyes stared in her direction, but there was nothing to them at all. She let go of his hand and turned towards the boarding house, the gun in her hand. She had five bullets left and one vampire to kill.