Necromancing Nim by Katriena Knights

Author:Katriena Knights
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2012-10-22T16:00:00+00:00

Winchester Court did not in any way deserve its pretentious moniker. Located near Littleton, in the area where Denver County stuck its Denvery fingers into Jefferson County, the road itself was poorly maintained, and the small cul-de-sac was obviously zoned for vampires. The houses had no windows to speak of, and most of the yards were less than perfectly manicured. Vampires don’t like to mow. I don’t blame them—mowing is enough of a pain in the ass during the day. However, this looked less like benign neglect and more like lack of occupancy. Only two of the eight houses surrounding the cul-de-sac showed signs of habitation. Two others had foreclosure signs in the yards.

The house with 2136 next to the door in silver lettering appeared occupied—or at least there was a porch light on—and it didn’t bear much resemblance to the broken-down building from my dream. It was a bit peely in the paint department, yes, but otherwise just an average suburban home in a vampire-zoned neighborhood. I pulled up a few doors down and parked, wondering how long it would take Colin to show up. Colin had opted to go on foot. He could move nearly as fast as I could drive through residential areas, and he wanted to scope out the terrain from a closer perspective than we could get from the car. I hoped he showed up soon, since I didn’t much like the idea of sitting out here in my car where Pieter could just pick me off like a clay pigeon.

Not that there was any sign of him. Not yet anyway. Part of me almost wanted him to show up so I could spray holy water in his face and Taser him in the nuts. I scratched at the mark on my neck where he’d bitten me. Prick.

Oddly, I hadn’t really been angry about it until now. Scared, freaked out, disoriented, yes, but not really angry. I was now, though. Intensely, wickedly, searingly angry, to the point where I felt like I could shoot fireballs out of my eyeballs. I palmed the Taser and sat waiting, ready. I could picture it—ramming the thing into his crotch, watching him squeal—

A face suddenly appeared in my car window, wide and pale in the moonlit darkness. My finger convulsed on the Taser, and I nearly discharged it against the glass before my brain kicked into gear. The face was Colin’s.

“Jesus.” I put the Taser away and opened the car door. “You startled me,” I informed him. He chuckled, obviously well aware that “startled me” in this case meant “completely made me piss myself”.

“Everything okay?” he said, surprisingly diplomatic given the circumstances.

“As far as I can tell.” I got out to stand next to him. The night was surprisingly bright. Yet another side effect, or just me being paranoid? “I haven’t seen anybody. Yet.”

He made a vague gesture. “Gonna disappear. You head toward the house; I’ll cover you.”

I nodded. I didn’t really like the whole “Nim serves as bait” plan, but at the moment it was all we had.

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