Green, Simon R Haven 01 Hawk and Fisher

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badly to kill a werewolf. Perhaps when he saw the creature lying dead and broken at his feet he'd be able
to forget about Paul's death and start thinking about his own life again. Perhaps;
Roderik suddenly stopped pacing, and stood very still. His shoulders were hunched and his head was
bowed, and Elaine could see a faint sheen of sweat on his face. His hands were clenched into fists.
"Why doesn't he hurry up?" muttered Roderik. "What's taking him so long?"
"It's only been a few minutes, my dear," said Elaine. "Give the man time."
"It's hot," said Roderik. He didn't look at her, and didn't even seem to have heard her. "So damned hot.
And close. I can't stand it. The rooms are all too small;"
"Rod?"
"I've got to get out of here. I've got to get out of this place."
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Elaine rose to her feet and moved quickly over to take his arm. Roderik looked at her frowningly, as
though he knew her face but couldn't quite place it. And then recognition moved slowly in his eyes, and
he reached across to gently pat her hand on his arm.
"I'm sorry, my dear. It's the heat, and the waiting. I hate being cooped up in here, in this house."
"It's only until the morning, dear. Then the spell will be gone and we can leave."
"I don't think I can wait that long," said Roderik. He looked at her for a long moment, his eyes tender
but strangely distant. "Elaine, my dear, whatever happens, I love you. Never doubt it."
"And I love you, Rod. But don't talk anymore. It's just the heat upsetting you."
"No," said Roderik. "It's not just the heat."
His face twisted suddenly and his eyes squeezed shut. He bent sharply forward, and wrapped his arms
around himself. Elaine grabbed him by the shoulders to stop him falling.
"Rod? What is it? Do you have a pain?"
He pushed her away from him, and she staggered back a step. Hightower swayed from side to side,
bent almost double. "Get out of here! Get away from me! Please!"
"Rod! What's the matter?"
"It hurts; it hurts, Elaine! The moonlight's in my mind! Run, Elaine, run!"
"No! I can't leave you like this, Rod;"
And then he turned his shaggy head and looked at her. Elaine's eyes widened and her throat went dry.
He growled, deep in his throat. The air was heavy with the smell of musk and hair. Elaine turned to run.
The werewolf caught her long before she got to the door.
In the parlor, Stalker poured himself another glass of wine, and looked thoughtfully at the clock on the
mantelpiece.
"They're taking their time, aren't they? How long does it take to find one dagger and some herbs in a
jar?"
Hawk nodded slowly. "Not this long. We'll give them a few more minutes, but if they're not back then, I
think we'd better go and take a look for ourselves."
Stalker nodded and sipped at his wine. Fisher continued to pace up and down before the closed parlor
door. Hawk smiled slightly. Fisher never had cared much for waiting. Dorimant was sitting slumped in a
chair, as far away from Katherine as he could get. His hands were clasped tightly together in his lap, and
every now and again he would look quickly at the tablecloth covering Katherine's body, and then look
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away. Hawk frowned. Dorimant wasn't holding together too well, but you couldn't really blame him. The
tension and the uncertainty were getting to everyone, and the night seemed to be never-ending. It was
only to be expected that someone would start to crack. Hawk looked at the clock on the mantelpiece
and chewed worriedly at his lower lip. Gaunt was taking too long.
"All right," he said sharply. "That's it. Let's go and find out what the hell's happening. Everyone stick
together. No one is to go off on their own, no matter what."
Stalker reached for his sword before getting to his feet. Hawk started to say something, and then
decided against it. If the others had been attacked, he was going to need Stalker's expertise with a sword
to back him up. Hawk headed for the door, and Fisher opened it for him. He smiled slightly as he saw
she'd already drawn her sword. He drew his axe and stepped cautiously out into the hall. The library
door stood slightly ajar, and the hall was empty. Hawk crossed over to the library, the others close
behind him. He pushed the library door open. Lady Elaine Hightower lay in a crumpled heap on the floor.
Her throat had bee torn out. There was no sign of Gaunt or Roderik.
Hawk moved cautiously forward into the library, glaring about him. Fisher moved silently at his side, the
lamplight shining golden on her sword blade. Stalker and Dorimant moved quickly in behind them. Hawk [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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