Give Up the Ghost by Jenn Burke

Author:Jenn Burke
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-19T13:26:16+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

“You just had to provoke him,” Evan said, shaking his head, as we walked through the U of T campus back toward the subway station on St. George Street.

“Not provoke so much as...sneer.”

“It would have been better if they didn’t have any hint that we were on to them.”

“Yeah, well.” I lifted one shoulder in a shrug. “I couldn’t not say anything, you know?”

“I know.” He was quiet for a few steps. “How’s she doing?”

“She’s awake, so a hundred times better than yesterday. I haven’t heard any official medical pronouncements, but...” I let out a relieved sigh. “She’s awake.”

We were about to step into the subway station when Evan paused and perked up, like a hunting dog. He even tilted his head. I was about to poke him about it when he said “Shit!” and started off down the street at a run.

I watched him, stunned for a second, before I raced after him. There was no way I could catch up, not when he poured on vampire speed like that, but I could at least try to keep him in sight. He rounded a corner a couple of blocks north, and when I followed a few seconds later, it was to find him frozen on the sidewalk, staring at a large Queen Anne‒era brick house.

People flowed from it, some screaming, some crying, many—way more than I wanted to see—covered in blood. They stumbled and tripped in their haste to get away, and ran down the street as though something was going to chase them any minute. One girl staggered around the yard, disheveled, her bloodied hands holding together a shredded sweater. It didn’t seem like she knew where she was. Before I could make my way over to her, someone shoved me aside, hard—and then there was another scream from inside the house.

I grabbed the next kid who tried to push by me. “What’s going on?”

“It’s a—a d-dog,” he managed. “A giant dog. Attacking people! Oh god.”

“Okay, look, see that girl?” I grabbed his chin to direct his gaze at the girl with the wrecked sweater. “Make sure she gets somewhere safe and call nine-one-one. Can you do that?”

He nodded against my grip and I let him go. He raced over to her and guided her away. One task down...god knew how many more to go.

“A dog?” Evan frowned at the house. “Shit—this is Scott’s frat house.”

“Seriously?” I jogged after Evan as he headed for the stairs, sidestepping fleeing students.

“Yeah.”

I didn’t know what to make of that coincidence, but another scream echoing through the house told me now was not the time to worry about it.

The frat house was one of those massive old homes that would have made a stately and posh residence...if it hadn’t been infested with generations of young men. Stray beer bottles and cans scattered everywhere said a party had been underway. There were dents in walls, scuffs and scratches on the wood floors, and cheap attempts to camouflage other damage with posters and crappy paintings.

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