The hit-woman opened the door. No dead body on the floor. Thank God.I heard an unearthly roar and then Jordan charged Liz from where shed been hiding beside the door. She tackled her to the floor and stabbed her through the wrist with a small switchblade. The hit-woman shrieked and let go of the gun, allowing Jordan precious seconds to bat it across the room. She landed a couple hard punches to the assassins nose, bloodying it, before the other woman got the upper hand.She grabbed a handful of Jordans ponytail and slammed her head into the edge of the coffee table. Jordan cried out, but didnt let go of the knife. She withdrew it and held it against the assassins throat, shouting, Move again and Ill kill you, puta!Liz panted madly, but stayed put. Jordan glanced up at me. You okay?Alive, I said through a grimace. Not okay.Good enough. She returned her gaze to the woman pinned beneath her and glared. The police are on their way. And not the nice, human police. Angels. Get any ideas about trying to kill me again and you wont even get to deal with them.Ive been in jail before, Liz said, attempting to recapture her former arrogance. Ill get over it.Jordan leaned down a few inches, lowering her voice. Really? Howd you like to return without your tongue?Lizs eyes went wide, as did mine. You wouldnt dare.You shot my best friend. Multiple times. Lex talionis.You cant kill me. Youre not a policewoman. Youre just a girl.No. Im a Seer. You and the rest of your friends had better learn the difference between a sheep and a wolf in sheeps clothing. Until thenShe lifted her fist and punched Liz hard in the temple. The assassin went out like a light. Vaya con dios, bitch.