32 Fangs: A Final Vampire Tale by David Wellington

Author:David Wellington [Wellington, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror, Vampires
ISBN: 9780307886194
Google: Ep06Txgob7oC
Goodreads: 12643330
Publisher: Crown Publishing Group
Published: 2012-04-23T04:00:00+00:00

Nothing visible passed between her and the raiders. Yet Caxton felt the energy being released from Glynnis’s hands. It made her teeth ache. The air seemed to curdle in front of Glynnis and then cops started screaming.

One after another they dropped their weapons—or threw them away from themselves as if they’d suddenly realized they were holding poisonous snakes. Some of the cops wrestled with their own ballistic vests, desperately trying to unbuckle them as if the vests were on fire. One cop who had been leaning against the side of a car screamed as if the vehicle had grown white hot and burned him everywhere he made contact with it.

“This is my home,” Glynnis said in a clear, steady voice. She wasn’t shouting, but Caxton felt like she could be heard for miles. “You will not come here uninvited. You will not take us away from here. You will do nothing in this place without my permission.”

Caxton could see some of the cops nodding, as if they agreed with everything she said. As if they had suddenly realized she was in charge here, not them, and they’d better do what she said.

“Damn,” Caxton admitted, “she’s good. I don’t think Urie Polder could do this better.”

“What are you going to do about this?” Clara demanded. “Are you going to let her get herself killed?”

Caxton gave it a moment’s thought. She had toughened herself these last two years. Squeezed what little humanity she had left, choked it until it succumbed. She had known there would be casualties when the time came. “She knows what she’s doing.”

Fetlock’s bullhorn wailed again, which seemed to shock the cops out of their hypnotic daze. “This is your last warning! Stand down or you will be shot!”

Glynnis didn’t seem to hear him at all. She didn’t flinch, didn’t shift so much as an inch from where she stood. The tattoos on her back and arms blazed with light. One of the police cars pinged and rocked back and forth on its tires as steam burst from its radiator. The cops nearby rushed to get away from it as if they expected it to explode.

“Stop her,” Clara said.

Caxton shook her head. “I don’t think I could. You want to run down there and grab her arm? You’d probably lose all the skin off your hand.”

“You have to do something!” Clara begged.

“Fire at will,” Fetlock said.

The cops in the windbreakers were too busy panicking to respond. The SWAT teams, however, didn’t seem to have been fazed at all by the supernatural attack. They formed up in neat rows, down on one knee in perfect firing postures. One of them opened up with his weapon, and then two more.

The bullets whizzed all around Glynnis. Caxton knew what the men in the SWAT teams were capable of—she knew how much they trained for things like this. There was no way that all of them were missing her. At least some of the bullets had to be striking Glynnis. But she didn’t take a step back.

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