Vampires Don't Cry: The Collection by Hall Ian & Miller April L

Author:Hall, Ian & Miller, April L. [Hall, Ian]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Hallanish Publishing
Published: 2013-11-01T04:00:00+00:00

I’m not sure what came over me, but I felt a lot calmer. Maybe it had been the meds that Mandy shoved down my throat. I swear I felt high, but at least it wasn’t showing in my pants.

When we got back to my place, we found Reynolds’s car still parked outside. Down in the safe room, he leant over a sedated Chris, taking notes. I looked at the pad. It wasn’t his first page.

“Come on, Chris Baby.” Reynolds said in a sickeningly soothing voice. “Just one more answer, I’ll let you sleep.”

“Wednesday. We get deliveries on Wednesday.” His voice slurred badly, almost beyond comprehension. But looking at the notes, Reynolds had already tuned in.

“Every Wednesday, Chris?” he patted his victim’s brow with a damp towel. “Every Wednesday?”

Chris nodded.

“Who does the delivery, Chris Baby?”

“Four Moons.”

“Okay, is that a delivery company?”

“Four moons.” His eyes opened; the bulging whites were blood-red. “Four moons in the sky,” he sang, tunelessly.

I hit the computer at Reynolds’s finger point. After a few searches, ‘Four Moons’ turned out to be a trucking company out of Albuquerque, and ‘Four Moons in the Sky’ was an Ian Gillan track. I noted all contact information, and turned back to the man on the table. Mandy looked on, but her concern had diminished from earlier, like she saw a shadow lying on the table, not a prospective friend and lover.

“Let’s go upstairs,” Reynolds said, leading the way out of the safe room, and locking Chris in behind us. “We need to read this, dissect it, and turn it into a plan of Armageddon against Alan McCartney.”

As we went upstairs, I dialed Mary-Christine. Her mother answered. “Yes, Lyman?”

“I need Mary-Christine, Roni. It’s important.”

“Okay.” She hung up.

Say what you like about her husband and his ulterior motives for his Helsing connections, since Dave’s crazy behavior, Roni Muscat had proved herself solid.

Ten minutes later, we were all sitting comfortably, waiting on Reynolds to begin.

Frank settled himself in the sofa and looked to each of us individually. His tone sounded mellow, seemingly searching each of us for our own emotions.

Mary-Christine sat by me and clung to my thigh, shifting her weight to my side.

“Our ‘friend’ downstairs has been very helpful, though he needed coaching,” Reynolds began.

I expected Mandy to protest the possible torture, but she remained silent.

He consulted his notes as he spoke, dotting round the pages, making it into a legible flow.

“Alan McCartney’s found a suitable level of ‘rage’ drug, and in the last week, he’s turned the facility from research to production. The two huts hold ten kids, all vampires, all taken from local schools, they’re all feeders, all feeding what Chris calls the ‘head man.’”

“Alan,” I said.

“Probably.” Reynolds nodded. “But we are still making assumptions.”

“Alan tried to recruit a cadre in Gregor,” I said, “He’s just keeping it all going.”

“Not sure he ever stopped,” Mandy added.

“Anyway, word on the armored car is that it’s there for Alan’s own defense against the rage drug, in case Angela attacks again. It seems like they’re going to drop it from canisters, like depth charges.

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