J.R. Rain's Vampire for Hire World_Fang by H. T. Night

Author:H. T. Night [Night, H. T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rain Press
Published: 2018-07-13T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

It wasn’t until I stood in the middle of the fenced-in half-acre the hospital designated as an exercise yard that I understood Bruce’s advice.

I felt like someone had just put me in front of a huge blood bag buffet as I soaked in the bright sunshine. It warmed my pale skin and the blood beneath it, making me feel tingly and happy. I was sitting with Bruce in a corner of the yard, watching him sketch out the beginnings of Don’s tattoo when the guards pushed a guy through the gate, locked it and turned away. He seemed harmless enough, hugging himself in the straitjacket they’d left on him. Quietly, he moved over to a bench and sat.

“That’s Kevin,” Bruce said, looking up briefly from the sketch pad. “He’s harmless enough, but if they don’t get the meds in him on time, he turns into a real firecracker.”

“Hmmm,” I replied. “Firecracker, huh?”

“Yup, and trust me, it isn’t pretty.”

I felt relaxed, recharged and completely calm by the time Don and Terry escorted me back to my cell. It didn’t seem to matter to Don that my canines were long gone; all he had in his mind was the picture of what Dr. Carter’s neck had looked like after I’d taken a bite out of it. I guessed that was where the not-so-clever nickname ‘Bitey’ had come from; as far as Don was concerned, I’d always be ‘Bitey,’ teeth or no teeth.

As they led me down the corridor back to my cell, I noticed the Clorox smell had been somehow diluted with the scent of pine disinfectant; not much of an improvement by my standards. While I stood outside the door waiting for Terry to open it, I glanced across the corridor into the room where Corn Dog Guy had suffered his self-induced coma; the floors were spotless. There was a new guy in the cell, and he paced just as much, like a caged wolf.

Lunch came shortly after, and as I ate, the quiet of the ward added to my pleasant demeanor, but the calm didn’t last long. About fifteen minutes after the orderly had collected the lunch trays, ‘werewolf guy’ started his antics. I rushed to the door, not wanting Don to come down there to hush him up. I’d seen what a one-on-one with that bad man earned an inmate.

“Keep it down, dude,” I hissed, hoping he heard me. “You don’t want Don beating the silence into you. Believe me.”

He must have heard the urgency in my voice because he sobbed himself quiet after a few moments. I slid down the wall beside the door and kept talking to him. I’d never admit it to anyone, but after the time I’d spent outside in the yard, I realized I’d missed having people to talk to other than attorneys, orderlies and doctors.

“Hey, buddy, do you wanna talk about it?”

There was only silence from the cell next door punctuated by his soft huffs. After about five minutes, I gave up and stood to go lie down on my bench.

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