Free Nadya's Nights: Road to Vengeance by Indy McDaniel

Summoner is one thing.  Hell, that was a cakewalk compared to Billy Blob the fucking tentacle demon.  But now, after all that shit, I have to deal with a goddamn werewolf?
     
    Nadezhda Valentina was not pleased.
     
    Vlad answered on the third ring.  She didn’t announce herself or even let him say anything.
     
    “They sent a fucking werewolf!”
     
    “You got away alright?” he asked.
     
    “No shit!” she yelled into the phone.  “Did you hear me?  A fucking werewolf!  Don’t get me started on the fucking blob critter that bitch had calling her ‘mommy’.”
     
    “What?” Vlad asked, confusion in his voice.
     
    “I said, don’t get me started on it!” she responded.  “I’ve got no silver to kill this fucking thing.  I don’t even have any fucking shoes!  You get me back up and you do it quick.”
     
    “I’ll make some calls,” he said.  Apparently, her anger didn’t bother him much because he sounded as calm as ever.  “Stay on the move.”
     
    The phone call ended abruptly and she tightened her grip on the cell phone, fighting the urge to throw it out the window.  “Fuck your mother!” she yelled, dropping the phone in Ulbrecht’s lap before slamming the palm of her hand into the steering wheel several times.  She gritted her teeth before looking over to the young med student who was still a bit dazed.
     
    “You better snap out of that shit fast,” she told him.  “Because I don’t have time to babysit you.”
     

Chapter Nine: Car Crash
     
    Nadya noticed the high beams on the vehicle behind them come on and looked into the rearview mirror.  Another car sped up behind them.  She knew what they were after even before the first shots smashed the rear window.  She ducked her head down and swerved the car, yelling for Ulbrecht to stay down.  She pulled the pistol she’d stolen out of her pants and tossed it to him.
     
    He looked down at it, uncertain what to do with the weapon.
     
    She glanced over at him, rolling her eyes.  “Shoot back!”
     
    Ulbrecht turned in the seat and aimed the gun out the smashed rear windshield.  He pulled the trigger, filling the vehicle with the sound of gunfire.  More shots came back and Nadya could hear them plunking into the back of the car.
     
    “Hold on!” she yelled before swerving to the right.
     
    Ulbrecht, having not had enough time to hold on to anything, fell across the car and into her.  Her wounded left shoulder bashed into the side of the car door and she cursed, shoving Ulbrecht back to his side of the car.  The Benz swerved hazardously on the road before taking off in a more or less straight line.
     
    Behind, the pursuing car made the turn and continued after them.
     
    “Gimme that,” she said, taking the pistol from Ulbrecht.  Then she reconsidered.  “No… gimme that! ”
     
    She tossed the pistol back to him and took the shotgun in one hand.  She looked in the rearview mirror again at the speeding car behind them.
     
    “Hold on,” she told him again, before twisting the wheel to the left and slamming on the brakes.  The car swerved sideways and screeched several feet before coming to a halt.
     
    Nadya turned in the seat to look out the shattered driver side window and raised the shotgun, aiming at the approaching car.  All she could see were headlights and the subtle silhouette of the car behind them.  She aimed for where she figured the driver was and fired.  There were only three more shells in the shotgun and she fired them all as rapidly as she could.
     
    For a moment, she thought the pursuing car was going to smash directly into them.  No time to get out and diving across to the other side of the car wouldn’t help much.  Then the car swerved off the road and smashed into the front of a shop, shattering the front window.
     
    Letting out a long breath, she tossed the empty shotgun to Ulbrecht before taking the pistol from him again.
     
    Stepping out of the idling Benz, Nadya