Dave Carver (Book 1): Thicker Than Blood by Dudek Andrew

Dave Carver (Book 1): Thicker Than Blood by Dudek Andrew

Author:Dudek, Andrew [Dudek, Andrew]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Horror | Urban Fantasy | Vampires
Published: 2015-10-26T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter 19

As comforting—and not at all creepy—as Roberto’s promises that I’d be safe were, I figured I had a better chance of putting my fingers through a meat grinder and coming out playing concert piano than I had of getting out of that garage alive.

I spent the better part of the morning risking tetanus by scouring every corner of the garage and the car skeletons for something—a screwdriver, a nail, a letter opener—anything I could use to escape. I was unsuccessful. Roberto had chosen his prison well. The only exit was the door, and that was reinforced with some kind of heavy steel bar. I slammed against it a few times and got nothing for the effort but a sore shoulder.

I was well and truly trapped. Again. And it really pissed me off.

I dropped down on the cot with a sore shoulder, bloodied fingers, and a tail between my legs. “They got us locked in here pretty good,” I said. It’s possible I sounded bitter.

“What are they doing?” Jen asked. “What do they want?”

“Good question,” I said. “They’re planning to overthrow the human governments, but I don’t know what we have to do with it.”

Jen looked at me, confused and horrified. “Human governments? Are there other kinds?”

I stared at her. “You don’t know?”

“Know what?”

Now it was my turn to be confused and horrified. This girl—who apparently had no idea that they even existed—was an important part of the vampire’s plans. Something didn’t add up. One question came to mind:

“Who are you?”

“I’m...I’m nobody. I’m a waitress. I was walking home from the bar last night when this van pulled up next to me. These guys jumped out and threw me in.”

“You must be somebody important,” I said. I was talking more to myself than to her. “Why else would the vampires want you?”

She stared at me, confused by my use of the V-word, but she didn’t scream or cry. She waited for me to explain. Jen Carey didn’t understand what was happening, but she might, if someone could just tell her the truth. And if anyone deserved the truth, I figured it was Jen Carey.

I shook my head and said, “Let me explain...”



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