Joey W. Hill - Vampire Queen 3 - A Vampire's Claim by Joey W. Hill

Author:Joey W. Hill [Hill, Joey W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0100-12-31T14:00:00+00:00

Dev was rather surprised the stockmen didn’t take a potshot at him. They were certainly armed to the teeth, as if they

expected him to put up a mighty resistance. No wonder they were a bit out of sorts when he thanked them for the water and

headed out the front gate.

He circled around and headed up into the hills, but first he pushed his luck, staying within range of their guns and their

attention as he squatted over a mudflat, studying the patterns left by the feet of lizards and rabbits, even a few emu. He

checked out the landscape, seeing where there might be dry water channels that could help conceal a man as he headed back

in toward the homestead. If he survived the next two days, Lord Charles had made sure the final challenge would be the most

difficult. If they couldn’t catch him out in the bush, all they had to do was line up at that fence and wait to shoot him, since he had to walk across the open ground to the gate.

He perused the sky, figuring what the weather was likely to bring him. Then, using a stick to dig into the ground, he rolled up balls of light gray mud and stripped off his shirt to carry them. When he at last rose and resumed his hike, it didn’t take him long to reach the first series of rocks and gorges. The red mountain range was laid out almost like a toy stone castle, kicked over by a giant petulant child. The hills into which the station had been built were an elevated, rolling plain, followed by another series of rocky red hillocks, some grouped together, some separated by shrub and sand. There were jagged pillars and rounded

marble formations scattered throughout the terrain. Once he moved into the shaded side of one such grouping, which

concealed him from the station, now a small block in the distance, he took a deep breath, cleared his mind and considered

what was facing him.

Laying down the shirt, he spread it out to reveal the balls of mud. One rolled out and trundled into a crevice between another cluster of rocks. He noted cracked pieces, sheared off by wind and weather, perhaps even by the odd ricochet of a bullet when

the men went hunting.

Picking up one of the clay balls, Dev closed his hand on the coolness, felt the pastelike consistency. Fifteen years he’d spent with the tribe who had shared his raising with his mum and dad. A tribe that walked this land still, in even more remote regions than this.

He knew how to find water and food, so that wasn’t a concern. His challenge was going to be that pack of vampire children,

with their superhuman ability to track, scent and find him. If he cut across the thick wire grass he saw stretching between him and the eastern series of rock hills, the tracking part at least would be more difficult, because it would spring back up as if he’d never been through.

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