Vampire in Design by Dale Mayer

Vampire in Design by Dale Mayer

Author:Dale Mayer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult, Vampire
ISBN: 9781927461488
Publisher: Valley Publishing
Published: 2014-12-04T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter 11

Tessa ducked behind the machinery.

“Hey, who are you?”

She frowned. He didn’t appear to remember her or he hadn’t seen her clearly.

Then again, she hadn’t seen him that clearly either. She peered around one of the big containers and through the machinery to find an older, rotund vamp standing in the middle of the room scratching his head.

Bart. The batty vamp from the blood farm who seemed to sleep all the time.

“Come out, please. Some of those machines are pretty delicate. I wouldn’t want you to unexpectedly release a couple hundred gallons of blood everywhere,” he said, his lips quirking. “That would make a hell of a mess.”

“That it would,” she answered in a low voice.

“Hey, you’re just a girl. What are you doing up in this part of the mountain?”

“I’m lost,” she said. Taking a chance, she slipped out from behind the vats.

“There you are.” He cocked his head to the side and frowned. “Don’t I know you?”

“Maybe,” she said, wondering whose side he was truly on.

He narrowed his eyes and looked behind her. “Did you bring that door down?”

“Not on purpose.” She studied him as he studied the door. This was very odd. He wasn’t even concerned about her presence here. How come?

“That damn mechanism is on a hair trigger. Even the slightest movement seems to drop it. I had the doors open to let fresh air in.” He shook his head in a slow, lumbering movement. “Lots of old mechanisms with touchy sensors around here, that’s for sure.”

“You’re Bart, aren’t you?” When he didn’t answer, she turned a questioning look on him. Trying to not make it look like she was studying him, she had to wonder why he was as old and unkempt as he was. She hadn’t been around him long enough last time to notice. All the other vamps she’d seen so far were heavily muscled and, although not fancily clothed, were dressed for hard work. This guy looked like he’d just rolled out of bed and couldn’t wait for a chance to roll back in again.

“How do you know my name?” He loosened his ratty shirt collar, studying her. “Now I remember you. You were with those kids.”

He wouldn’t look at her. Suspicious, she walked slowly around to the front, where she could study him. He’d disappeared when the fighting started last time. Why? Had he run scared or gone for help? And if so, for what side had he possibly sought help? Trying to keep her wording neutral, so as to not show which side she was on, she asked, “Are you with those kids and rescuing the humans from the blood farm? Or are you with the vamps running the place?”

His shoulders hunched and he came to a dead stop. He spluttered, seemingly at a loss for an answer. Tessa was fascinated. He tugged at his collar yet again, and his eyes darted in several directions as if looking for a quick exit.

“Well?” she demanded, pushing him. Instinctively, she let her nails extend longer and longer.



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