25. Immortal Unchained.pdf

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Contents
Cover
Title Page
Prologue
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen
Fourteen
Fifteen
Sixteen
Seventeen
An Excerpt from Bliss
Prologue
One
About the Author
By Lynsay Sands
Copyright
About the Publisher
Prologue
“I
begin to think they are going to be late,” Domitian murmured, hefting his
duffle bag higher on his shoulder so that the microphone hidden in his sleeve
would catch his words.
“Perhaps it is a sign.” Lucian Argeneau’s voice was surprisingly clear. The
earpiece they’d given Domitian was so small that it was unseen once inserted,
but the sound came through loud and crystal clear. “We should scrap this now
and—”
“Still trying to talk me out of going, Uncle?” Domitian asked with
amusement, and then suddenly impatient, added, “I do not know why you are
so resistant to my doing this. Especially with Uncle Victor, Lucern, Decker,
Nicholas, Aunt Eshe, Mirabeau La Roche, and Santo Notte now among the
missing. I would think with all of them having been taken—”
“That is precisely why,” Lucian growled. “This is dangerous. We have
already lost several hunters, people armed and trained to handle situations like
this. You, Domitian, are going in there unarmed, and you are not a hunter.”
“True, but I was a warrior once. I can handle myself,” Domitian argued.
“Besides, none of your hunters were invited, I was.”
“Yes, but was it because you are a chef and Dressler wants you to work for
him? Or because you are an immortal he wants to add to his collection?”
“I told you. He does not know I am an immortal,” Domitian said slowly
and firmly, stressing each word. They’d had this conversation several times
already, but it seemed they would have it again. “If Dressler knew, he could
have taken me at any time. He has been a regular in my restaurant for five
years. He obviously does not know.”
“Or perhaps he did not wish to kidnap an immortal so close to home,”
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