“Are you going to tell Gideon?” she asked in a small voice.
“I am.”
“He’s going to kill me.”
“You don’t care, remember? But if you get up now, you can have a running start.”
Rina took off without hesitation, disappearing like another shadow. Jesse didn’t watch to see how far she would run. He hurried up the street, moving as fast his throbbing ankle would allow. He kept looking over his shoulder, expecting a vampire, not necessarily Rina, to jump out at him with every step. He didn’t stop running until he burst into the office, nearly tripping over his own feet to get into the door.
Gideon stood behind Jesse’s desk, leaning over the chair as he used the computer for some unseen purpose. When Jess stumbled inside, Gideon’s hand froze on the mouse, but the moment he saw Jesse’s dishevelment, he was around the desk, scooping his arm behind Jesse’s back as he led him to the nearest chair.
“What the hell happened?” he demanded.