Midnight Ash (A Blushing Death Novel) (29 page)

“FUCK!” he growled. “That shit’s silver.” He grabbed his side and feel to his knees, his breath heavy in his chest and his head bowed. His chin rested on his chest as he tried to pull himself together.

“You’ll be all right?” I asked.

“Yeah,” he grunted. “Now, get the hell out of here.”

I cleaned the katana, slid it back in the sheath strapped to my back and stepped out of the office. I closed the door softly behind me. The hall was empty. No one had heard what had just happened.

I sashayed down the hall and past the receptionist desk with a lightness in my step that hadn’t been there since before Midnight Ash came into my life. The receptionist gave me a queer look as I strolled to the elevator.

“Did everything go all right?” she asked as she looked from me to the hall and back again.

I smiled at her as the elevator doors opened. I stepped inside and hit the lobby button.

“Perfect,” I said with a smirk as the doors closed before me.