Cameron Dean - Candace Steele Vampire Killer 02 by Luscious Craving

Author:Luscious Craving
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2012-02-10T14:01:58+00:00

My house is unique. When I renovated it with my own two hands and the skills my father taught me, I literally built in a safety net, a vampire-free zone. Some houses have storm shelters deep in their centers. Others have panic rooms. I have my office, which contains everything I know about vampires and how to fight them.

If there’s a book printed about vampires, I have it: from medieval texts to Dracula to modern science and pseudoscience. Weapons, traditional ones, like stakes and holy water, and some far more exotic. Then there’s my desk, complete with state-of-the-art laptop. A small fridge with emergency supplies in case I’m ever under siege. A corkboard on the wall.

A situation board, just like in the cop shows. This is where I problem solve, writing facts, names, and places on three-by-five cards, then pinning them to the board. If I’m lucky, sooner or later a pattern will emerge.

I was hoping for some luck tonight.

It didn’t take long to write out cards with the scanty information I already possessed. But putting them on the board only made one thing crystal clear: I didn’t have much to go on.

“Okay, there’s the Bat Pack,” I said out loud. The sound of my own voice helped me focus my thoughts sometimes. “Rude bastards, but that’s not a crime.”

I had put the card for them beside one that read “Con at Sher.”

“A rumored threat of a con at the Sher with a high-tech aspect.” I still didn’t have the first idea of what that might be, and realized I had failed to follow up on Al’s suggestion that I check in with the Sher’s own IT department. Top of tomorrow’s to-do list, I thought.

“Could anything high tech be connected to the Bat Pack?” I wondered aloud, then sighed. This was part of the problem. High tech and vampires don’t usually mix.

I looked at the Bat Pack’s card once more. There was their assumption that they would be more powerful after New Year’s Eve. Was that related to the con, or just something that would happen at the same time?

Then there was Dune, who mostly seemed connected to Ash. I put up a Dune card, pulled it down at once, then ripped it to shreds. Not very useful, but highly satisfying.

I moved the remaining cards around a bit then groaned. Moving them around wasn’t going to make a single bit of difference. All I did was create bigger holes. All I had were impressions. I could see no pattern.

I reached into my desk drawer, fished around for some more cards, and came to a sudden halt as my fingers encountered something I had forgotten. Lying in the drawer was a charcoal drawing of Ash. It once sat in a silver frame on top of the desk. When the frame broke, I had taken that as the perfect excuse to shut the picture away.

I gazed at it now. It was a remarkable likeness. The artist had captured Ash’s strong, clear features in no more than a few strokes.

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