The Truth About Vampires by Meyers Theresa

Author:Meyers, Theresa [Meyers, Theresa]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Paranormal, Fiction
ISBN: 9781408928905
Publisher: Harlequin Mills & Boon, Limited
Published: 2011-10-01T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Now she was pissed.

Kristin snapped her phone shut and shoved it deep down into her pocket. If there was one thing that got her ire up, it was being bullied.

She wasn’t about to let a little thing like tagging by a particularly nasty vampire stop her from a shot at a Pulitzer. Of course, saying that to herself did little to slow the shaking in her hands. If what she’d seen with Balor was any indication, these vamps weren’t nearly as into maintaining good relations with humans as the vamps in Dmitri’s clan.

Harry, the photographer assigned to her story, was still waiting for her outside Sangria. Opening her trunk, she took out one of the newspapers she’d been intending to take to the recycling station. Scrunching up several sheets, she strode around to the front of the car. The red paint was still wet, which would make it easier to get off. But it was still going to take work. And time. Which she didn’t have.

“Bastards. I don’t give a crap what you call yourselves.” She scrubbed at the paint on her windshield, smearing as much as she removed. “You’re nothing but freaking vandals.” Vandals who can kill with a single bite. The thought sent a shudder down her spine. “Bullies.” She tore off several more sheets and mopped up the paint as best she could. At least enough that she could see to drive.

Cleaning the bodywork would have to wait.

After stuffing the wet newspaper into a plastic bag she kept in the glove box, Kristin finally got on the road. “I’d better not get a speeding ticket because of you, you freak.” Thankfully it was almost dark. Driving around with FANG BAIT painted in lurid red on her car was sure to illicit attention.

Every block she drove, the more pissed she got.

She had the phone Dmitri had given her. One call, and he’d deal with the vandal. And while it was seductive knowing that a man would go to battle for her, Kristin wasn’t the type to run for help. She’d gotten used to proving herself to be as tough, as determined, as any male reporter. Investigative reporting wasn’t for sissies. She could handle a phone threat. She’d just be careful and ultra aware of her surroundings. And perhaps she’d find a way to get ahold of some dead man’s blood, like what Dmitri had used on the reiver. Better prepared than sorry, she told herself. And Vane and his buddies seemed like the type to make a girl very sorry.

Weighed down by all his equipment, Harry was tall, painfully skinny, and decked out in his usual work attire of faded jeans and a graphic T-shirt. He whistled as she pulled up. “Nice paint job,” he gibed, nodding his closely cropped head. “You get that special for tonight?” He snapped a picture of her car and gave her a wide grin as she got out and headed for the front door.

“Shut up.”

He snickered as she blew past him and strode inside.

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