Bad Blood by J. R. Rain

Author:J. R. Rain
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: private investigator, vampyre
Published: 2011-09-26T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Back in the suite, I discovered that Parker was gone.

I frowned at that. So how the hell was I supposed to keep her and her sister alive, if she wasn’t going to listen to me?

Good question.

I stretched out on the bed and mulled over what I had seen that night. It wasn’t pretty. My best guess was that this “cult” had a few layers to it. One being the recruiting of young girls and even some young men. Who these girls were was no mystery. I’ve seen my share of degenerates, drug addicts, and drop-outs. The deadly D’s. Add runaways to that group, and I would say that that about summed up the night’s attendees.

Outside the bungalow, I heard laughing. A door slammed. Muffled giggling from behind closed doors. Yeah, my hearing is particularly good. It’s a curse and a blessing.

Of course, the event hadn’t only been attended by vulnerable girls and a handful of young men, had it? Nope. There had been some very powerful people there, and many of them had gazed from the shadows upon the nubile masses, with the leering eyes of predators.

So there was that, too. Catering to the rich and powerful and famous. This was more than a cult, perhaps. A filthy retreat for those with enough money to satisfy their hungers, whatever they might be. And young flesh was looking more and more like the top billing.

My skin crawled. I had seen my share of filth and horror. Hell, I’d even contributed to it, to some extent. But nothing like this. I did not prey on the vulnerable. I did not abuse. If anything, I had simply fed, fueling my immortal body with the blood of my victims. An unfortunate necessity.

Until I had seen the error of my ways.

Now, I feed on donors mostly. Not a perfect system, for rarely is the blood fresh, but at least it saves lives, and at least I can look at myself in the mirror.

That is, if I could ever see myself in the mirror.

So we had a cult that provided young flesh to horny old bastards. And what did Erasmus get out of it? What the hell was the deal with the stone demon in the background? And what about the simulation of slaying his own daughter? And where the hell was Parker?

I didn’t know, but I knew I needed answers. And I knew where I wanted to get them.

Lilith.

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