Dracula: Hearts of Fire (Dracula Heart's) by Albert Gallant Page A

perhaps asshole wizard was looking to kill and drain the excess energy that Dracula had placed into her in order to augment his own energy. The Master had warned them about that possibility but as time went by she had put it out of her mind, more or less. It was really annoying that she couldn’t remember what happened . The last thing that she could recall was some one in Harlem requesting backup, and then heading out to the scene, but obviously she never made it. Perhaps someone had been waiting for her outside the building? There was no recollection of arriving in Harlem.
     
        A cellphone rang and she recognised the tone. She turned her head and saw that it was her phone on the end of the coffee table, but without being able to move it may as well have been on the moon. The sound of it was frustrating as if it was teasing her , when it stopped it was as if her only opportunity had abandoned her . They should invent a p hone that was voice activated because that would have saved her. No tracking device in that one either. The heavy rain eased off and then stopped . It had been a small system so a brief shower. She could see part of a rainbow in the distance through the crack in the curtains ; she could also see a part of an old fashion fence out there . Apparently, she was in some sort of ranch house, and in fact on a ranch by the look of it. There was lots of space out there from what she could see. Probably not a working ranch as wizards tended to be solitary beings , especially the bad ones. Although she supposed that whoever had her could have killed the owners. Unfortunately, it appeared that no outside help was forthcoming. She tried to call for help with her mind, sent a shout out to Dracula but she sensed that the Master was too far away to hear it.
     
       “Why  the  hell  can’t  I  move! Ahhhhhhhhh!” If she survived this she was going to seek out a spell to make sure that it never happened again. She cursed and screamed her loudest but no one came. It did shut the birds up though. She even tried to mind the birds to come to her aid , which only served to confuse them.
     
        Lauren thought that had she b een a wizard it might be easy to get out of that thing, but she didn’t know a hell of a lot about spells or wizards . She tried to bang the ba ck of her head through the coffin but it only served to make her dizzy. Even though she couldn’t feel much at all , somehow she still felt weak. What a predicament.
     
        “I’m sorry Michael.”
     
        The hourglass continued to flow and it bothered h er. Why was it measuring time like in a countdown? Something familiar and disturbing nagged her about it. That yellow sand was just about at the halfway point. Now she could see tiny bugs inside it not much big ger than the grains of sand, when they collided they caused a blue spark s . What was going to happen when the sand ran out?   
     
        Suddenly she heard a loud thump . S he tried hard to see what or who was making the noise. Sounded like someone outside on the steps. Was the wizard now returning to do her in? He r level of stress increased as she struggled to see what was going on. More steps on the porch outside. Someone or something was approaching.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER FIFTEEN
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
        J ENNY AND ALLISON TOOK THE LIMOUSINE that had been waiting for them at the airport to Dracula’s residence on Martin Street in Moncton. It was raining lightly when they arrived. The first thing that they both noticed was the new red Ferrari 458 Italia sitting in the yard. Jenny was immediately excited. All ison thought that Dracula wouldn’t dare as Jenny jumped out of the black stretch limo and danced in the yard. She kissed the car. It was exactly what she has asked for so how could it not be hers?
     
        “Jenny, you don’t know that that’s your car,”