Absolution - The First Book Of The Vampire Immortalis Trilogy by Elizabeth Mitchell

Author:Elizabeth Mitchell [Mitchell, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Low Life
Published: 2013-07-28T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

Nick Webster was looking out of the window of his first floor hotel room. He couldn't care less about the colour television, the coffee and tea tray with complimentary shortbread biscuits, the hairdryer in the top drawer, room service from 7am until 10pm, or any of the other facilities the landlady had waxed lyrically about when showing them to their room. All he wanted was this window.

All Walter Miller wanted was sleep. He was as tired as the hotel's decor. Nick had made him drive through the night, from London to Melrose, scrunched up in an old Nissan Micra. A couple of quick toilet stops and another to buy petrol and that was it. They had then spent the best part of an hour, trailing around Melrose, in the rain, looking for a room to call home for the duration of their stay. Media interest in the murder meant that every hotel and bed and breakfast in the small town was fully booked. They'd only got lucky with this room because of a last minute cancellation.

It was funny how the landlady had simply assumed that the two new guests, with their fancy dan London ways, were journalists. It certainly saved them having to cook up a cover story. It also meant they could ask as many questions as they wanted, without arousing suspicion, because journalists were expected to ask questions. But Nick and Walter didn't work for Fleet Street or the BBC or even the Mitcham, Morden & Wimbledon Post. They were in Melrose because they were vampire hunters.

At first glance, you wouldn't think Nick and Walter were capable of hunting anything, let alone vampires. Both were in their forties, balding and overweight. They had actually only been vampire hunters for a matter of months: six in the case of Nick, and three in the case of Walter. This gave Nick seniority over the wet behind the ears Walter, or so Nick said anyway.

Both men had been recruited to the Sabbatarian cause after frequenting the same obscure internet chat room dedicated to vampire hunting. Nick and Walter were exactly what the Battalion Sabbatarian looked for when recruiting cannon fodder. Both were single men with no job and no ties. Nobody would miss them when they were away on Sabbatarian business and nobody would miss them if they didn't come back. Most low level operatives never did come back. Most importantly, both men were born on a Saturday. Tradition dictated that all vampire hunters are born on a Saturday.

The two men had never met before joining the Sabbatarians despite living only a few miles away apart in South West London. Apart from each other, they had also never met any other Sabbatarians, although they had discussed at length the possibility of them being one of maybe hundreds if not thousands of small sleeper cells scattered throughout the country, and probably the world, waiting for orders from Battalion HQ. Only when they received orders to travel 350 miles north to Scotland did they guess that there might not be many other cells after all.

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