Elrod, P.N. - The Vampire Files 11 - Song in the Dark by Elrod P.N

Author:Elrod, P.N.
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Kroun and I left by the club’s back door. The outside cold abruptly and painfully meshed with my inside chill.

Ganged up on me like that, I didn’t stand a chance and nearly doubled over from the shivering that hit like a gut punch.

“You okay? What’s the matter?” Kroun paused from opening the passenger side of the Caddy, looking over the roof at me, half-annoyed, half-concerned.

“Freezing my ass off,” I muttered, and slammed in behind the wheel. The keys were in their slot. No need to worry about anyone thieving this car. I tried to control the shaking to get it going.

“Stop,” Kroun said.

I wasn’t used to being ordered, even when I knew it was part of the job. “What?”

He made no reply, just walked around and opened my door. “Move over, I’ll drive.”

“But—”

“Do it.”

I did it.

Kroun gave me an irritated up-and-down. “You got a fever or what? Only time I saw a man in your kind of shape he had the DTs. You sick?”

“I donno. Don’t feel sick.” I hated that he was picking me apart.

“You don’t look sick. Not much.” He figured out the starter, put the car in gear, and we glided forward. “Which way?”

“Left at the corner, then right.”

He drove as directed, throwing a glance my way now and then. The car was still warmed up from taking Gordy to the Bronze Belt. Kroun fiddled with the heater and opened the vents wide. Hot air breathed on my feet and legs.

“Better?”

“A little.”

He looked unconvinced but kept it to himself. “So what’s really wrong with you?”

“Nothing.”

“Fleming, you don’t have DTs, St. Vitus Dance, or malaria, and that’s the limit of my educated guessing. You know what’s wrong.”

“It’s probably the shot I had.”

He threw a hostile glare remarkably similar to Mitchell’s. “Shot. There’s no medicine makes a man cold like that. If it was the winter getting to you, then your teeth would be chattering, too. This has to do with what Bristow did to you.”

I shook my head to mean I didn’t want to talk about it.

“Yeah, and it’s got you bad. I’ve seen guys just like you going right off the dock, but because they were in the War.

It did that to them. You didn’t have the War; you had Bristow. The son of a bitch is dead, he can’t come at you again.”

Which I knew very well. Funny, but Escott had been on this same trail the night before.

“I told you to ease off on yourself, so when’s it going to commence?”

No answer to that one, since I sure as hell didn’t know. “Let’s stick to business, if you don’t mind.”

“Business. That’s what we call it. It’s what got you where you are. It’s what killed that guy back there, sure as shit.

Business.” He sounded none too pleased with it.

What was this about? But he shut down.

The heater was a good one. Eventually the hot air blowing against my legs filled up the rest of the car, blunting the edge. The pain from the inner cold eased, whether from the warmth or Kroun trying to talk some sense into me, I couldn’t tell.

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