Vampire for Hire: The Nephalem Files (Book 2) by Wayne Douglas

Author:Wayne, Douglas [Wayne, Douglas]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2015-05-07T16:00:00+00:00

- 14 -

"Get on the ground!" the officer yelled behind the safety of his car door.

I raised my hands in the air. "Is it against the law to sit on the curb?"

He waited until I was going down to my knees before turning off the spotlight, allowing me to see him for the first time. It was a male officer, very close to my age. He wore a black button-up short sleeve shirt with his badge and name tag clearly visible above his pockets. On each shoulder I made out the sides of the patches that identified him as a police officer and the bars that signified his rank. Around his waist he wore his police issue utility belt, the only missing accessory being the firearm he had pointed at my head.

"You are under arrest under suspicion of murder."

"Murder?" I laughed. "With what proof?"

He didn't say another word, instead he waited for me to place my hands on the top of my head before moving closer. Walking behind me, he grabbed my left arm with his free hand and twisted it uncomfortably behind my back, only holstering his weapon before grabbing his handcuffs. There was no hesitation in his attempt to detain me as he grabbed my other hand to place it into the other side of the cuffs.

"I've been watching you snoop around here for the last fifteen minutes. Either you are guilty, or you know who is."

I shook my head. "Wrong place, wrong time."

He snorted and lifted me up to my feet using the chain between the cuffs. The metal bars sliced into my skin as he held the cuffs at an awkward angle. "Somehow I doubt that." He led me to the back of the cruiser before slamming me head first into the trunk. "Carrying anything I need to be worried about?"

In truth, I had a few things he wouldn't like. Specifically the belt buckle, Maglite, and my staff. The buckle and light I'd let him take without second thought as one wasn't mine and the other only cost about twenty bucks to replace. The staff, however, was another question. Something I couldn't risk losing now.

I refused to answer while he jabbed his hand into my pockets, placing anything remotely suspicious on the hood of the car by my head. As I suspected, the buckle and flashlight were the first two things he set out followed shortly by my wallet. Before long, I felt him tugging the end of the staff that was pinned under my body. He lifted me up and spun me around before opening my coat to grab the weapon.

"What's that on your belt?" he asks, pointing to my staff.

"Walking stick. I like to spend a lot of time in the woods." It wasn't the whole truth, but it was truth enough about my time in the city. When he reached down to unstrap it from my belt I enhanced my strength, allowing me to pull my hands apart, shattering the chain between the cuffs.

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