Blood Crystal by Jannifer Hoffman
“So if they mention names on the evening news, I’ll
know which one is you.”
She swore, using words he’d only heard in
“Does that mean you’ll be on the ten o-clock
news?” he asked.
“Life’s a bitch and then you die,” she muttered,
pulling the gun out of his ribcage.
Stephen smiled to himself. “So…who will they say
“Dani,” was all she said.
Hot damn and bingo. Danielle Lovato. How lucky
could a man get?
Stifling a grin, he pushed his hand back between
the bucket seats. “Hello, you can call me Stephen.”
Danielle slapped his hand. “Four million people in
this city, and I abduct a lunatic. You think you’re my guardian
angel or what?”
“Sounds like you’re in need of one,” he said.
“Stop the car and I’ll get out.”
“I want to help you. Why are you fighting me?”
“Because I’m getting bad vibes. Are you part of
“I have no idea who Deluca is. I’m not even from
LA. Besides, you have the gun.”