15 Secrets and Spies - My Sister the Vampire by Sienna Mercer

Author:Sienna Mercer [Mercer, Sienna]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781780312781
Published: 2014-01-29T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

The sky was already fully dark when Olivia arrived at Franklin Grove Museum that evening. Located on the outer edge of the town centre, the massive museum hulked like a Gothic mansion, complete with stone turrets that loomed against the night sky.

Talk about a vamp-y atmosphere!

Olivia took a deep breath as she stopped in front of the giant oak front door. I’m only two blocks from the Meat and Greet and Mr Smoothie’s, she reminded herself. There are lots of people nearby.

She reached out and grabbed the big brass knocker on the door.

THUMP! THUMP!

The heavy knocks echoed ominously in her ears.

A moment later, the door opened with a long, slow creeeeak.

‘What do you want?’ a voice snarled. The inner hallway was so dark, Olivia couldn’t even see who was speaking. Then he stepped up to peer out of the doorway, and she sucked in a breath of pure shock.

The man facing her was tall and deathly pale, wearing a jogging outfit stained with muck, dust and paint-splatters.

I can’t believe it, Olivia thought. Am I actually standing face-to-face with a vampire handyman?

‘Well?’ he demanded, scowling. ‘The museum is closed.’

Olivia gathered herself together and smiled winningly. ‘Is my father here?’

The man narrowed his eyes at her, obviously taking in her pale pink twin-set and sparkle-encrusted blue jeans. ‘I really doubt that your father is here. You must have the wrong building.’

‘No, I don’t!’ Olivia grabbed the edge of the door as he started to swing it closed. ‘I’m looking for Charles Vega.’

The man blinked. ‘Really?’

Olivia nodded, trying to look as honest as possible . . . because there was no way she could pretend to be a vampire in this outfit.

Her ‘honest face’ must have worked, because the man sighed and turned around. ‘Hey, Chas!’ he yelled. ‘Your daughter’s here. And she’s pink!’

Olivia had to bite her lip to hold back her giggles. It was hilarious that anyone could get away with calling her formal bio-dad ‘Chas’!

‘Olivia!’ Charles appeared at the door a moment later, beaming and elegant in a tailored black suit. ‘Forgive the mess of me,’ he said, reaching out to draw her in. ‘I’ve been hard at work on this weekend’s exhibition and my designs for what I’ll do with the South Wing as soon as it’s turned over to me.’

What mess? Olivia wondered. She looked again at her dad’s perfect outfit, free of any paint stains or plaster.

Aha. He’d pulled his tie loose from his throat. Yeah, talk about getting really messy!

Grinning, she tucked her hand into his arm and walked beside him through the long, echoing rooms of the museum. Most of the lights were turned off, and without Charles by her side, she would have stumbled more than once. Dust-sheets covered the artefacts they passed, turning them into creepy, shapeless shadows in the darkness. The ceiling rose high above them, like the vault of a dark cathedral, while their footsteps sent hollow echoes thudding through the night.

I’m walking through a dark, creepy building in the company of a vampire, Olivia thought, and I’m not scared at all.

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