Shadowed Blade (Colbana Files Book 6) by J.C. Daniels

Author:J.C. Daniels [Daniels, J.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A Kit Colbana Novella
Publisher: Shiloh Walker, Inc.
Published: 2016-04-24T22:00:00+00:00

We’d left the hotel behind more than two hours ago.

It had only taken us thirty minutes or so to reach the road I’d intended to use to take us the rest of the way to Calhoun Falls. The remainder of the time was spent moving through the woods, because the road that I’d expected to be little more than ruins had been surprisingly well-maintained—and in use.

Government vehicles traversed along that well-maintained road, which was why we’d retreated into the woods. There were several paths we could have followed, as pointed out by Pilar and Mo, but I wasn’t following a path. Paths were there because they were used. Night or not, I wasn’t going to walk along something that other people used regularly enough to leave a trail.

Besides, there was more coverage in the trees and after looking for a short time, I’d found a game trail. That, I would use.

Mike had asked me if I ever went hunting.

I’d laughed and told him not the way he thought.

He was in the lead. He’d said earlier that he could smell humans—and something else. He was having a hard time nailing down that something else, but his nose had impressed me, so he was taking point, following my general guidance about what direction to take.

“Something’s not right about this,” Doyle muttered as Pilar signaled for everybody to freeze yet again. Another vehicle. Nearly a half mile off, but if they were scanning the area with any sort of electronics, motion would tip them off quicker than anything.

“Yeah. I figured that out from the get-go,” I said as we pressed our backs to the closest trees.

“If they’re constructing walls to help with a so-called vampire threat in the rural areas, where are the vampires? I haven’t caught scent of even one. And ferals, aren’t they pretty…noticeable?”

I nodded. Feral vamps retreated to a state so animalistic, they might as well be animals. Very rabid, very dangerous animals. They stank of rotting blood and rotting meat, thanks to their lack of intelligence—they forgot they weren’t meant to eat their prey and very often, they did and that meat just collected inside them, going fetid and eventually it sickened the vampire and it collapsed, dying from true starvation. Nobody is meant to carry food in their gut forever.

Their bodies couldn’t process solids anymore, but they didn’t understand that and while that…meat stayed inside them with no way to come out, well, it wasn’t pretty.

“So what’s the deal?” Doyle asked.

Shaking my head, I continued to work the puzzle in silence.

The last time I’d been to South Carolina had been following up on a job…hell, well over a year. No. Right around a year ago, I realized. Delivering severed heads.

We’d had to cut through South Carolina to do it, and then again on the way back.

I’d caught the scent of a few ferals on my way out, south of our general location. But nothing out of hand, really. It had been worse, actually, on my last trip in.

Worse.

And yet they had insisted.

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