Dead but Not Forgotten: Stories From the World of Sookie Stackhouse by Harris Charlaine

Author:Harris, Charlaine [Harris, Charlaine]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Fantasy, Collections & Anthologies, Paranormal, Fiction
ISBN: 9780698140509
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 2014-11-25T08:00:00+00:00

Father Bryan jumped when I kicked open the door that led from the foyer into the kitchen. Sister Kate didn’t look up from where she was bandaging Ricky’s foot, but Sister Maggie gave me a small, fierce smile.

I held the duffel bag in my right hand out to her, my movement limited by the shotgun cradled in my left. She came to take the bag, wincing at its weight.

“Company’s coming. How’s the patient?” Ricky moved his head at the sound of my voice but didn’t open his eyes.

“Already healing, but he has a way to go,” said Father Bryan, blanching as I began unpacking the duffel I normally kept hidden in a lockable hidey-hole above my wheel well. “Do you really think we’ll need all that?”

I loaded the two service revolvers with silver bullets. “If we’re dealing with vampires, yes. These won’t kill them but it’ll hurt a whole hell of a lot. Do you have silver for that gun I saw earlier?”

“No.”

“Then take one of these.” I passed him one of the guns. “Sisters, can you shoot?” The women shook their heads, so I threw each a can of silver aerosol, sticking the other revolver and my last can of silver mace into my belt.

Then I lifted the final item contained in the black duffel. It was my pride and joy, my baby, my most beloved possession.

She was a Stryker Strykezone compact crossbow. Her name was Lolita and she was powerful enough to bring down any wicked old wolf a nice young lady might meet in the woods.

But she was loaded with wooden bolts, all the better to kill a vampire with.

“You ever have vampire guests, Father?” I asked.

He was staring at the crossbow in horror, undoubtedly wondering who the hell I was, really. I felt that acute pang in my conscience that I often developed in his presence. I’d never told him about being a fangbanger, and I hated the idea of having to admit the truth once this was over.

Then again, we might all be dead in a few hours, so I couldn’t worry about that now.

“Yes, once,” he said, answering my question about vampire visitors. “Members of the new patrol coming to introduce themselves.”

“Where were they able to enter? Think carefully, this is important.”

“They came through the chapel, into the courtyard. Then they knocked on the main door.” Father Bryan waved at the set of big double doors that led from the big entry room just off the kitchen into the courtyard.

“Did you have to invite them inside?”

He frowned. “I don’t know if they came in at all . . . I’m sorry, I think they just stayed in the courtyard.”

“Crap. Well, you’ve got a conundrum, here. The Mission is partially public, but it’s also your home. So I’m not sure if the whole invite-only thing works for this place or not. Clearly the chapel and the courtyard are fair game, but hopefully they can’t get into the main living area.”

“Is house of God,” Sister Maggie said, clutching the large crucifix at her neck.

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