Kill Game: An Urban Fantasy Thriller (Dana McIntyre Must Die Book 2) by Reine SM

Author:Reine, SM [Reine, SM]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2017-07-19T04:00:00+00:00

10

Getting out to the murder scene was a longer drive than Dana would have liked. She had to fill up her pink-and-lime pickup at a gas station before she could make it out to the truck stop south of Vegas. By the time she got there, the whole parking lot was lit by blazing floodlights, and cops crawled over everything.

Officer Jeffreys directed Dana to park near the tape, then let her inside.

“It’s the same as last time,” he said, stroking his forefinger and thumb over his bushy mustache. “Lots of thin cuts. We’ll have to have the lab techs make sure, but I think it was another valkyrie feather.”

“Bullshit,” she said.

The heat in her voice made his eyes go round. “It looks the same. I swear it.”

Dana waved him off. He didn’t know that the valkyrie blade had been locked up in the catacombs underneath the Holy Nights Cathedral. “All right. I hear you. When did this victim die?”

“Coroner’s office estimates three hours,” Officer Jeffreys said.

“Damn,” Dana said.

“What?”

She glanced around to find Charmaine doing that severe coyote grimace over by a floodlight. The body was covered in a sheet, but that didn’t seem to stop the chief from brooding over it. “I encountered draugr last night with a similar weapon. They’re gone. They couldn’t have killed this guy.”

“Draugr? What are draugr?”

“Fancy vampire breed,” she said, quickening her pace. Officer Jeffreys’s equipment jangled as he hurried to keep up with her. “More like ghosts than the bloodless you see around here.”

“So they haunt people?” Officer Jeffreys asked, his face going as pale as though he was a ghost himself.

“These ones didn’t. They wore tacky snakeskin, though. Much worse crime than haunting.”

Charmaine had heard them talking. She turned on Dana, arms folded, a storm darkening her features. “Are you certain that these draugr aren’t responsible?”

“Dead certain,” Dana said. “They were responsible for other murders, though. I’ve identified the victims. The draugr were killed by an accident totally unrelated to my direct action, so you should notify the victims’ families that justice has been served.” She handed the blood analysis to Charmaine. Dana had contemplated being more subtle about her tip-off, but fuck it. She was gonna be gone soon anyway.

The police chief studied her for a moment, face cut into hemispheres of shadow and harsh white-blue light. She was graying a little around the hairline. Developing jowls, too. Those were new since her promotion. The stress wasn’t doing her any favors, and Dana certainly wasn’t helping with that.

Charmaine took a moment to read the lab results and victim profiles. Mixed emotions crawled over her face. It was always a mixed experience, confirming that missing people were dead. It offered closure to families, but that was about it. A bitter victory.

The chief said, “Thanks.” She must have known Dana had killed the draugr, but she was going to let it go.

They approached the body.

“This is a trucker by the name of Carlitos Oborsky. Freelance. He’s the owner of those five drones.” Charmaine pointed at a row of parked semis.

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