Down & Out Witch: A Red Witch Chronicles Prequel by Sami Valentine

Author:Sami Valentine [Valentine, Sami]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pocketmaus Publishing
Published: 2019-10-20T04:00:00+00:00

7

July 20th, 4:44AM, somewhere on the Oklahoma-Texas border, USA

After dropping Souled Sal off near The Skinner, Red and Vic booked it down the highway towards the southwest. The headlamps of their van captured the green prairie landscape turning to dry shrubs. No moon hung in the sky. The Millennium Falcon devoured the road like the devil itself was after them. For all she knew, he was.

Eventually, hours later, they had to stop for gas. Vic pulled into a quiet truck stop. The silent TV above the cash register showed a loop of footage from the Bricktown shooting with a news ticker listing the half-truths allowed by the Dark Veil. Somewhere, a vampire PR agent was working overtime.

She walked between the eighteen wheelers with beer and snacks in her arms. Her ears pricked as she heard a yee-haw.

A haggard brown-haired woman in jeans gave another whoop and jumped down from her truck.

Another trucker leaned out of his window. “What is it, Tammy?”

“The old cowboy is dead! The final one!” She turned up her radio, and it crackled to life. “…a wooden spoon like your grandma used to swat you on the ass with!”

Red frowned at the folksy gossip and picked up the pace to reach the van. The news had already hit the hunter’s circuit. That mean that every vampire between here and OKC knew.

Vic looked up as he twisted the gas cap closed. “IPA?”

“The news is already over the CB!”

“We’re going viral?” He trotted over to the driver’s side of the Millennium Falcon.

“Like cholera.” Red opened the passenger side and slid in, putting the bag between them. She gulped down the jolt of fear, belting herself in. “The vampires will be closing in on us.”

“Maybe not,” Vic said. The engine came to life. He peeled out of the truck stop and turned toward the Texas Panhandle. “You’ll never guess what text message I got.”

“Is Souled Sal okay?”

He snorted. “Oh, now you like vampires?”

“He’s alright. Comes through in a pinch.” Flushing, Red shrugged. She had been an ass to the guy when they had met. If they survived, she needed to give him another apology and thank you for the rescue. “Makes a mean plate of chicken and waffles.”

“I told you to trust my taste in vamps, padawan. I won’t steer you wrong.”

“Yeah, yeah, what did the text say?” Red opened a bag of chips. She felt hungrier than she could ever remember, but she always did after a brush with death.

“The payment on the other half of the bounty went through.” Vic glanced at her. “With a bonus to keep our traps shut. Killing a king pays pretty damn good.”

“Shit.” She let the news sink in. “I guess we know who’s the new leader of the Prairie Dead.”

“We have enough cash to get those claiming scars lasered off you and to lay low at in Flagstaff for a while.” He grinned and shook his head. “What a fucking world.”

Red leaned against the door, letting the wind from the highway blow her hair back, and smiled.

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