“But the guy who left, he didn’t punch in any numbers.”
Luther looked up briefly, smirking. “The code is changed only weekly. I was on the detail to clean these corridors for the last three years. I can rattle off the code for each and every week that I was here.”
Katie blew out a breath. She had to admit she was impressed. Exceptional hearing, a musical brain, an extraordinary memory. What else did Luther have up his sleeve?
“Got it!”
Katie rounded the desk and stared into the monitor just as Luther clicked on the print icon.
“Cliff Forrester?” she read on the electronic file.
“Do you know the name?”
She shook her head. “No. And the letters weren’t signed.”
The printer on a cabinet along the wall started humming.
“Let’s grab this and get out of here,” Luther said and stood up.
Katie turned to the printer and snatched the sheet from its tray the moment the printer spat it out. She folded it and shoved it in the front pocket of her jeans.
“Let’s go!”
A blaring signal nearly deafened her. The eardrum-piercing high-pitched sound lasted for several seconds.
“Shit!” Luther cursed.
20
“What is that?” Katie stared at him, panic in her eyes.
“Intruder alert.” What that entailed, Luther had neither the inclination, nor the time to explain. The shit was gonna hit the fan any moment. “How about some witchcraft now? Otherwise, I’m afraid we’re gonna be in trouble.”
“Witchcraft?” she choked out, her head moving from left to right and back. “I don’t know any witchcraft.”
“What?” He ground out the word, making an involuntary step toward her.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t have any powers. I was born a witch, but I don’t know any spells.”
Luther clenched his fist. “Oh that’s just peachy, isn’t it? I have to fall for the tricks of a witch, and then she isn’t even a real witch! Perfect, that’s just perfect!” His ears perked up. “Fuck! He’s coming back!”
His eyes darted around the room, looking for a weapon.
“I know what to do,” Katie claimed and pointed to the wall next to the door. “Stay there behind the door. I’ll distract him.”
Luther would have laughed, had the situation not been so hopeless. “What the fuck with?”
“Acting.” Katie peeled herself out of her cardigan, then pulled her T-shirt over her head and tossed it on the desk. She was wearing a black lace bra that presented her boobs as if on a silver platter.
“What the—” His sensitive hearing picked up the sound of the code being entered in the keypad outside the door. Shit. He jumped next to a tall filing cabinet just as the door was swung open. As long as the guard entering looked only at the desk where Katie was standing, he wouldn’t detect Luther.
“What’re you doing in here? This is a classified area.”
The guard—Luther recognized him immediately as Bauer—stepped into the room, hand on his hip where his UV gun was holstered, while the door fell shut behind him.
“Hi!” Katie batted her eyelashes at him, strutting out her enticing female assets, while running her hands over her torso.
“You can’t be in—”
“I’m a gift from your colleagues, honey,” she interrupted and brought her hands to her breasts, cupping them. “They said you like to play with bad girls like me. And I’m a real bad girl.” She pouted. “So, are you gonna punish me for being in here without your permission?”
Luther swallowed hard. Fuck! Was Katie acting? He sure couldn’t tell! She looked like she meant it.
“Do you wanna touch ‘em?” she continued seducing the dumbstruck guard. Her fingers slowly, deliberately worked the front of her bra. When she finally dropped her hands, her bra fell open in the front, revealing her ample breasts.
Paralyzed, Luther stared at the unexpected sight. His mouth went dry, and his heart stopped beating.
“Fuck!” the guard grunted and took a few steps toward her. “Are you for real?”
Katie brought her hands to her breasts and squeezed them. “Don’t you wanna sink your fangs into these babies?”
“Yeah!” Bauer appeared to salivate. “That’s what I’m talking about.”
Over his fucking dead body!
Luther leapt from his hiding place and jumped toward the vampire guard before he could reach Katie and dig his dirty fangs into her perfect breasts. Before Bauer had time to turn around, Luther pulled the guard’s UV gun from the holster and directed the concentrated UV blast at the other vampire’s face. The full load hit him in the eyes. A blood-curdling scream came from Bauer and he jerked his hands up to his face to shield it from the attack, but it was too late. Luther had already blinded him.