Chapter 9 - Blood is the LifeHeat enveloped me as I looked around. The land looked like a moonscape.
“Hihanni-waste,” Dante said. “Welcome. My Lady.”
“Where am I?” I asked, my voice sounding strange to my ears.
“This area is Death Valley, and this spot is called Dante's View.”
I looked out at the stretch of parched land. The panorama was that of a mountainside, the colors in the lightest peach, mauve, and ocher.
“I can see why you'd choose to be here,” I said. “Your namesake's on it. It's quiet.” I looked around. “No one here.”
“Very quiet,” he said. We looked at one another. His long black hair fluttered in a slight breeze. “You can't come over. Not yet.”
“Why not?” I argued mildly. “I'm tired of fighting vampires and the bad guys shooting at me. Maybe finally they got me.”
“No. T
