Blood Queen by Connie Suttle

Author:Connie Suttle [Suttle, Connie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Connie Suttle
Published: 2011-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

"Where the hell have you been?" That part of Gavin hadn't changed, and it was the part I wished was still gone.

"I went to the police station to use the public computer kiosk," I said, walking past him into the dining area of the basement. "I don't think we're dealing with vampires." That statement brought a disbelieving glare from Gavin. "Think what you like," I shrugged off his annoyance. "I'm going out in the morning to see what I can find. A rancher not far from here lost four cows six days ago and that happened on a day when no humans disappeared. I'm wondering if other cattle or animals have disappeared on days when no humans came up missing."

"What are you saying?" Tony came over as I pulled out a chair and sat at the tiny kitchen table.

"Too many of these disappearances happened too close to daylight. And the officer I talked to said there was no evidence left behind—it seems as though the people were snatched from the air."

"You still do not know it isn't vampires," Gavin growled.

"Not a hundred percent," I conceded. "But I don't think it is. There. Are you willing to accept that? I'm going to bed. Did you take the bedroom closest to the door, like always?" I asked him.

"Yes, how did you know?" he asked.

"You always take that one," I said. "Do I get a bedroom, or am I sleeping on the sofa?" I got up to get my bags from the small living area.

"You get the third bedroom down the hall on the right," Gavin grumped.

"Thanks, honey," I said as I walked past him. Gavin growled at me in reply. Tony and I shared a bathroom, looked like. I brushed my teeth (again) and went to bed.

Gavin and Tony were sound asleep when I woke around eight the next morning. I showered, dressed and misted right through the ceiling. The café I found served breakfast, and you could read the electronic newspaper or watch the local news on a small screen at the table while you had your meal or coffee. I did both. The newspaper came first and I went to the lists of calls for burglaries and the like. More cattle were missing; another report had been made after I'd left the police station the night before. The rancher didn't know how long they'd been missing. I got the address off that one, too.

The local news came next, and while I sat there having scrambled eggs and bacon, I learned that two more humans were missing; a teenage couple this time. Their small vehicle was shown on the news, its folding top pushed back, leaving the interior open. It was a convertible hovercraft.

"They left the house early this morning," a relative said. They'd certainly been snatched in daylight and whatever was taking these victims was now grabbing two at a time. How did that figure into the equation? I used my money chip to pay. No tips were accepted nowadays and there wasn't any way to leave a tip.

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