Rock Paper Sorcery by L.J. Hayward

Author:L.J. Hayward
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: vampire, action, vengeance, humour, sorcery, mystery and suspense, dark and dangerous
Publisher: L.J. Hayward

Chapter 28

I joke and call my house my Fortress of Solitude. Except it isn’t a joke. Not really. It’s not much of a haven of silence, though, not with a resident vampire with a particular movie fetish, a love of loud music and a very strident voice when upset. However. The anonymity of my address is another layer of protection I use to keep the nasties from beating down my door. I used to have a decoy house in Ipswich but since it got shot up by an entrepreneurial ghoul (I did kill that one and have yet to regret doing so) I let it go. So now I rely on the fact my name isn’t on any piece of official paper about the Newport house and the fact I don’t tell just anyone where I live.

The only folks who know are Roberts, Erin and Amaya. Not even Jacob knows. He told me he didn’t want to know, not when he didn’t have any supernatural means of resisting torture (his words) and an almost pathological need to gossip (my words).

And now Dev knew.

Oh, and Sue and Charles, of course. Who happened to be in their driveway when I pulled into mine.

Charles was cooing over a new car, a blood-red Toyota FT-86, while Sue looked on fondly. As with Sue, I didn’t know what he did for dollars, but it must be going well. First, it was a new boat. Now it’s this.

Optimus Sub-Prime grumbled to a stop before my slowly opening garage door, big and ugly and scared next to the sleek, pretty sports car.

Charles smirked, Sue waved happily and I groused under my breath. Right about then, I realised the headache was back, lurking in my temporal lobes.

Before the door was all the way up, Dev pulled the rental car, a grey Ford Mustang, in behind me.

We’d stopped at the airport, he’d picked out his choice of cars (as American as he could find), then followed me home. Watching in the rear vision mirror, I’d noted he only veered too far right occasionally. Still, I decided I’d better drive when I ditched the 4WD.

The arrival of a new face was worthy of all sorts of gawping, apparently, and when Dev unfolded himself from the car, Sue would have won gold for it. And Charles would have taken out the silver. Dev nodded to them, then followed as I heaved the Monster Mobile into the garage.

“Nice car,” Dev said as I got out, nodding back to where Charles was brushing a speck of dust off the pristine duco. He just had to rub salt into the gaping, raw, bleeding out wound

“He’s a tosser,” I muttered in cutting retort.

Dev chuckled, then saw the Moto Guzzi. He went to inspect that while I did what monkey-sitting made me forget to do that morning.

“Do sorcerers have any weaknesses?” I asked, hauling the paintball rifle down from its shelf.

“Pardon? Weaknesses?”

“You know, like vampires have garlic and Holy water, and demons have salt. Is it silver? I have silver bullets.

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