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Drag yourself up, Jazz groaned through gritted teeth.Try not to put too much leverage on me. Use your elbows. Squirm, for Christ's sake She did as he said, came slithering up onto the ledge in front of him. He grabbed her belt, hauled her unceremoniously against the face of the cliff.Now go on all fours, he said.Don't try to stand up or you'll be over again. If we can just make that chimney . . . Oh, and then what? But he refused to think about that.

Zek clutched at Jazz and they clung together. And-

There they are the vampire Lord shouted, pointed.On the ledge, under the cliff. Get after them, Karl. And if you'd be my man, don't let me down . . .

Quickly said the newcomer.If you want to live.

There they are the vampire Lord shouted, pointed.On the ledge, under the cliff. Get after them, Karl. And if you'd be my man, don't let me down . . .

Zek clutched at Jazz and they clung together. And-

The stranger held out an urgent hand to the pair, held up his cloak almost as if to shield them. He drew them toward him . . .

Drag yourself up, Jazz groaned through gritted teeth.Try not to put too much leverage on me. Use your elbows. Squirm, for Christ's sake She did as he said, came slithering up onto the ledge in front of him. He grabbed her belt, hauled her unceremoniously against the face of the cliff.Now go on all fours, he said.Don't try to stand up or you'll be over again. If we can just make that chimney . . . Oh, and then what? But he refused to think about that.

Finally Zek crawled onto the scree beneath the overhang, collapsed face-down there and spread-eagled herself, dug her fingers deep into loose rock fragments and hung on. Jazz stooped, caught her under the arm and drew her upright.We have to get under cover, he said,otherwise -

A huge hand fell on Vyotsky's shoulder and he froze. Shaithis's monstrous voice hissed in his ear:Where are they? Did your weapon strike them? I hope for your sake it did not Vyotsky didn't look back, simply continued to gape at the empty ledge ahead.

There they are the vampire Lord shouted, pointed.On the ledge, under the cliff. Get after them, Karl. And if you'd be my man, don't let me down . . .

Quickly said the newcomer.If you want to live.

Edging along the ledge toward the chimney and the cave behind it, Jazz asked Zek:Why hasn't Shaithis called up more help?

So much Vyotsky saw, but in the next moment. . . the big Russian blinked, used his free hand to rub furiously at his eyes. They'd gone-all three, gone But he hadn't seen them step back into the cave.

The stranger held out an urgent hand to the pair, held up his cloak almost as if to shield them. He drew them toward him . . .

Zek clutched at Jazz and they clung together. And-

Edging along the ledge toward the chimney and the cave behind it, Jazz asked Zek:Why hasn't Shaithis called up more help?

Where the cliff was notched and bent back sharply on itself, the ledge narrowed to an uneven eighteen inches. In theV of the notch a chimney of rock had weathered free, leaning outward over dizzy heights. Behind the chimney scree had gathered, forming the floor of a cave. The stars gleamed down on the ledge, but in the deeps of the cave all was inky blackness.

Zek clutched at Jazz and they clung together. And-

Where the cliff was notched and bent back sharply on itself, the ledge narrowed to an uneven eighteen inches. In theV of the notch a chimney of rock had weathered free, leaning outward over dizzy heights. Behind the chimney scree had gathered, forming the floor of a cave. The stars gleamed down on the ledge, but in the deeps of the cave all was inky blackness.

Stand still Vyotsky shouted, but Jazz and Zek were already moving to obey the stranger. As they stepped toward the cave, so he came out to meet them. Vyotsky saw him. Because of his cloak, at first the Russian mistook him for one of Shaithis's lieutenants.

Quickly said the newcomer.If you want to live.

Jazz half-turned. Vyotsky had appeared round the sharp corner. His cruel lips drew back from his teeth as he lined-up his SMG on the pair he pursued. But from behind him:

The gun chattered, and whining bullets chewed at the cliff like metal wasps, hurling chippings in Vyotsky's face. Instinctively he fired back, and a lucky round snatched Jazz's gun from his hands, sent it spinning out over the abyss. As the sling was yanked from his shoulder, only the chimney of rock stopped him from being drawn after it.

Zek was dangling now, one elbow hooked over the rim of the ledge, the rest of her kicking and swinging. Only Jazz's grip on her offered any stability at all.Oh, God

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