The Crimson Time (A Vampire Crawl) by Patricia K. McCarthy

Author:Patricia K. McCarthy
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Patricia K. McCarthy

Chapter 15

Samuel: I timed her absence, fearing she would return with a happy tummy and some poor dead slob would be slumped up against a wall. But thankfully, Magdalene came back looking only peeved. I went up to the manager with the wad of cash, who patiently waited for me to produce the balance of payment.

“The ATM work all right for you?” he asked.

“Didn’t have to use it,” I explained, “My friend kindly loaned me the money. Here it is…in full.”

“Awesome!” said the bartender, “Here’s your envelope and don’t mind me if I count the money.”

“Yeah no worries,” I said, returning to sit with everyone.

“That was a short visit outside,” I said to Magdalene.

“Do not ask, please,” she huffed, without Kevin or Derek picking up on the fine point of her comment.

“Good girl,” I complimented her, “It’s foolhardy to make hasty moves.”

“You and the boys should order food,” sidestepped Magdalene, with eyes not looking at our table but at the table before us, where the man from outside returned to sit, while his wife looked on, staring absentmindedly into nothing. Meanwhile, soccer raged on the TV screen in full force. Every warm body taking up space had come with the sole purpose of watching their favourite sports team. Not Magdalene. That look in her eye was the same look I had myself on three separate occasions, when I took the life of someone, not ever intending on doing so. But instinct often overwhelms intellect.

“Yeah, I’m starved,” agreed Kevin.

“Me too,” chimed Derek, “You buying, Kev?”

“Beers for everyone!” he jokingly replied.

“Nothing for me, Kev,” said Magdalene, her eyes focused straight ahead.

“She’s got the appetite of a bird,” I said sarcastically.

“People come to pubs for the beer and company,” qualified Kevin.

“But especially for the sports,” said Derek.

“Darling,” said Magdalene, “Are you not going to open the envelope?”

“I know, I know, I’m stalling,” I answered my wife. “I want to open it and read what’s inside, then burn the fucker. I don’t want to even go down this path my father has sent us on. I know our lives are fucked if I do and yet I’ll wonder forever if I don’t.”

“Oh you poor boy, our lives are our lives regardless of what the letter says,” answered Magdalene.

“Talk about fucking drama,” said Derek, grabbing the envelope out of my hands, “I’ll read the fucker if you’re too much of a chicken-shit,” he said.

I picked up my beer glass and laughed, “Go for it, D-boy.”

Derek’s dirty fingers pawed at the envelope. He finally managed to slip one finger into a corner, creating tears like jagged shark teeth marks. The parchment tore apart. Magdalene quietly looked over his shoulder. I could tell she was getting hungrier; just being in the presence of strangers made her vampire senses come alive. I finished my beer and waited as Derek prepared himself to read. I had never really known the background of Derek, how much education he had had or how literate a man we was but you can tell a lot about a person by the manner in which they read aloud.

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