From Dead to Worse by Charlaine Harris

Author:Charlaine Harris
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Fantasy
Published: 2009-04-23T23:08:53+00:00

Chapter 11

Bill’s voice was very fierce. “Where, when, how many?”

“They’ve taken out some of the sheriffs already,” Frannie said, and I could tell there was just a hint of enjoyment at getting to deliver this momentous news. “Smaller forces are taking out the weaker ones while a larger force gathers to surround Fangtasia to deal with Eric.”

Bill was on his cell phone before the words had finished leaving Frannie’s mouth, and I was left gaping at him. I had come so late to the realization of how weak Louisiana’s situation was that it seemed to me for a second that I had brought this about by thinking of it.

“How did this happen?” I asked the girl. “How did Quinn get involved? How is he? Did he send you here?”

“Of course he sent me here,” she said, as if I were the stupidest person she’d ever met. “He knows you’re tied to that vampire Eric, so that makes you part of the target. The Vegas vamps sent someone to have a look at you, even.”

Jonathan.

“I mean, they were evaluating Eric’s assets, and you were considered part of that.”

“Why was this Quinn’s problem?” I asked, which may not have been the clearest way to put it, but she got my meaning.

“Our mother, our goddamned screwed-up, screw-up mother,” Frannie said bitterly. “You know she got captured and raped by some hunters, right? In Colorado. Like a hundred years ago.” Actually, it had been maybe nineteen years ago, because that was how Frannie had been conceived.

“And Quinn rescued her and killed them all, though he was just a kid, and he went in debt to the local vampires to get them to help him clean up the scene and get his mom away.”

I knew Quinn’s mother’s sad history. I was nodding frantically by now, because I wanted to get to something I hadn’t heard yet.

“Okay, well, my mom was pregnant with me after the rape,” Frannie said, glaring at me defiantly. “So she had me, but she was never right in the head, and growing up with her was kinda hard, right? Quinn was working off his debt in the pits.” (Think Gladiator with wereanimals.) “She never got right in the head,” Frannie repeated. “And she’s kept getting worse.”

“I get that,” I said, trying to keep my voice level. Bill seemed on the verge of thumping Frannie to speed up her narrative, but I shook my head.

“Okay, so she was in a nice place that Quinn was paying for outside Las Vegas, the only assisted-living center in America where you can send people like my mom.” The Deranged Weretiger Nursing Home? “But Mom got loose, and she killed some tourist and took her clothes and caught a ride into Vegas and picked up a man. She killed him, too. She robbed him and took his money and gambled until we caught up with her.” Frannie paused and took a deep breath. “Quinn was still healing from Rhodes, and this about killed him.”

“Oh, no.” But I had a feeling I hadn’t heard the bottom line on this incident yet.

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