Daylighters by Rachel Caine

Author:Rachel Caine [Caine, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Juvenile Fiction, Paranormal, Horror & Ghost Stories
ISBN: 9781101626894
Google: UKWG_RGX5hIC
Amazon: 0451414284
Barnesnoble: 0451414284
Goodreads: 15746882
Publisher: NAL
Published: 2013-11-05T00:00:00+00:00

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Rachel Caine

“He could kill him!”

“She’s right,” Jesse said from where she leaned against the wall,

arms folded. “He could.”

“He won’t. He needs Oliver, especially if Amelie’s nowhere to

be found. Oliver is the only authority he has left that everyone respects. He’s afraid enough of us now; if there’s no one we all fol-

low, then it’s that much harder to keep us in line.” Myrnin

shrugged. “And as long as we can hear him screaming, then he’s all

right.”

Claire flinched, and looked from him to Jesse, who nodded so-

berly. “Best you can’t hear it,” she said.

“Help him!”

Myrnin moved, with that eerie vampire speed and grace, and

before she could finish saying the two words, he was kneeling next

to her, chin raised. “Then help me,” he said, and pointed to the collar. “Help me take this off!”

“No,” Jesse said, coming off the wall to stand next to Claire.

“Myrnin, you’ll get her killed, and yourself along with her. You’ve seen how deadly these things can be if you tamper with them.”

“Wait,” Claire said. Her thoughts were racing, and she couldn’t

understand what she was trying to think of until an image re-

solved in her mind, vivid and bloody and sharp. Amelie.

Amelie hadn’t be n wearing a col ar.

“I’m waiting,” Myrnin said, looking just barely patient.

“How did Amelie take hers off?”

“She didn’t,” he said. “I staked her dead so that she would not

feel the burns as they activated the shock collar automatically

when we went beyond the border. I only woke her up once we were

well beyond the effective range, and then I set her loose. But I had no way to take it off without setting off the explosive.”

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“She did,” Claire said. “She wasn’t wearing it when I saw her at

the Glass House.”

“The Glass—” Myrnin looked utterly astounded. “She was

supposed to go straight for the border, leave this town. Why in the world was she at the Glass House?”

“I think the more urgent question is how did she get the collar

off by herself?” Jesse asked.

Myrnin nodded. “Claire, take a look at mine. See if there’s

something we’ve missed.”

“Okay,” Claire said. He went to one knee, chin upraised and

head tilted, and Claire bent over to study the latch. There wasn’t

much to study, really. It was featureless, almost seamless, and there was a keyhole lock. The casing of the collar was hard black plastic.

“I . . . don’t see anything that can help. Hold on . . . Do you mind if I . . . ?”

“Not at all,” he said, and rolled his eyes. “Which should be ob-

vious to you after all this time, Claire.”

She hesitantly reached out and felt around the collar, looking

for any hidden switches, catches, or other weird features that might have given her a clue. It felt smooth and regular, until she found a slightly rougher patch toward the back of the circle. She pressed

harder, and felt it give.

A section of the collar’s plastic casing snapped out, exposing

wiring and a green circuit board. Claire sucked in her breath and

carefully, carefully turned the collar around to expose the rest.

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