Fangtabulous by Lucienne Diver

Author:Lucienne Diver [Diver, Lucienne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: teen, teen fiction, young adult, Vampires, vamped, fangtastic, Fiction, Fantasy, teenager, urban fantasy
Publisher: Flux
Published: 2013-01-01T06:00:00+00:00

10

Bobby insisted on sharing with the class.

We didn’t have too terribly much time to kill before Brent and Marcy got off duty. Without the Gothic Magic Show to observe tonight or any other job as of yet, Eric had the van idling outside the brew pub with us and Nelson already loaded in, all set to collect Brent and Marcy when they emerged.

I kept shooting glances at Bobby to make sure it was Bobby beside me and not his evil twin. At least, I assumed it was evil. I didn’t have a whole host of experience with possession or horror flicks, but it seemed to me one didn’t possess an unwilling host in the pursuit of world peace.

While we waited, Eric geeked out about the Ghouligans’ tech and how he’d been able to use the cool new lockpicking skills he’d learned from Donato to break into their hotel rooms and wipe the recordings while the Ghouligans hung at the lobby bar. Turns out that even if he’d been able to use the electromagnetic pulse machine, it would only have fried the equipment, not necessarily the memory cards, etc. And all that only if the equipment was turned on. Anything currently locked and stowed, inert, would have been saved. Eric’d had to do the erasures manually. He’d even thought to screw with their clocks so they’d think some kind of space-time-spirit anomaly was responsible. There’d been only one room he couldn’t get into—one member of the team who was burning the midnight oil, going over footage. That was going to be a problem.

Even still, I was only half listening. “It’ll be okay,” I whispered to Bobby, who I was focusing on. He was sitting statue-still beside me. With me, but not, his thoughts seemingly about a million miles away.

“Sure,” Bobby said unconvincingly. “As long as you lock me up so that I don’t murder you all in your sleep, and keep a watch on me all day everyday.”

“You haven’t killed anyone yet,” I said, going for cheery. “For all we know, I was imagining things. Or the spirit was just passing through.”

“Then what’s messing with my magic?”

I didn’t have an answer for that one, and I could tell he didn’t really expect one.

“What’s that?” Eric asked from the driver’s seat.

The side panel doors of the van slid back, scaring me half out of my wits, and Brent and Marcy appeared—the former looking tired and the latter energized, like she was ready to party the night away. Humans vs. vamps. For Marcy it was like mid-day. Meanwhile, it was probably way past Brent’s bedtime. Not that he’d kept bankers’ hours when working for the Feds.

“What’s what?” Brent asked, apparently having heard that much … or having picked it up when he touched the van, being a telemetric and all.

“Get in,” I ordered. “Close the door and I’ll tell you.”

He followed my instructions, and once in, everyone turned to look at me. I glanced at Bobby, not necessarily for his permission to talk, but … well, it was his tale.

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