Blood on the Water by P. N. Elrod

Author:P. N. Elrod [Elrod, P. N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Vampires, Mystery & Detective, Horror, Fleming; Jack (Fictitious character), Fantastic fiction, General, Fantasy, Holmes; Sherlock (Fictitious character), Horror stories, Fiction, Occult & Supernatural, Horror tales
ISBN: 9780441859474
Publisher: Ace Books
Published: 1992-05-31T23:00:00+00:00

"How so?"

"It's a trap. The last… the last time I was talking—starting to talk, starting to get information… I lost control."

"In what way?"

Dammit. "I nearly killed her."

"Miss Grey?" He kept his tone low and neutral, a vocal counterbalance to my obvious twitchiness.

"Yeah."

That answered a lot of questions for him, but not all. He waited for me to go on.

"We were alone in her studio and I'd just put her under to get some answers.

Then it just… took me over. I got caught up in something I couldn't control.

That's when I stopped thinking."

Stopped thinking and began feeding, draining the blood from her as though she were one of the cattle at the Stockyards. Helpless, but uncaring, she'd been swept away and submerged in the sensual pleasure of that joining. I had played upon it, used it to satisfy an appetite and desire blended together to the point of destruction for us both. She'd have lost her life and I… what? Illusions about myself? My sanity? My soul? None would have mattered; she'd have still been dead.

"I… broke away before it was too late, but it was hard. I almost didn't."

"This aspect of your condition has always bothered you," he pointed out.

"Jesus, Charles, every aspect of it has bothered me at one time or another; I may never get used to being what I am. But this… I don't want to put anyone through that risk again."

"But you've done it many times before, what made this particular one different?"

That I'd been alone with her, or mildly attracted to her, or feeling the first inevitable pangs of hunger? "It doesn't matter."

"It does, my friend, because there are other lives than your own or even hers to consider." He wasn't indifferent to Opal, or using guilt to pressure, only stating facts that I'd already considered. Opal watched us from the windowless room, trying to read our faces for a clue to her future.

"Which puts me right between a rock and a hard place," I grumbled. "So what do I do?"

"I cannot decide for you. There are other ways of finding out what we need.

Shoe or Gordy can probably help, but this will be quickest."

I turned away and paced down the hall and back. My choice was no choice, not when it came between promises to myself or protecting my friends. Opal would be safe enough with Escott acting as chaperon, but it was cold comfort at best. My hands were starting to shake.

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