The Blind Vampire Hunter by Tim Forder

Author:Tim Forder
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: vampire, vampire hunter, blind, vampire slayer, happily married, boarder, tim forder, legally blind, the blind vampire hunter, visual disadvantages
Publisher: Melange Books

Chapter Ten

Death for Two Dollars

End of another shift managing the theater: These triple movie nights do not give me a lot of time for hunting up some breakfast. I should plan on hunting tomorrow night when we have only the double billing. I guess for now I’ll just lock up and wait for Metro to wake up and get me home.

With the theatre doors locked, I turned to consider going over to IHOP; not for pancakes or waffles, but for Celeste, a fellow foreigner of this New World who figured out my true breakfast favorite, and is quite willing to be a breakfast donor, with the unspoken agreement that while I don’t overfeed, she will be available for additional snack-size feedings. She probably hopes I’ll turn her or she has that foolish belief that after a number of feedings, she will turn automatically. Wrong. But who am I to dash her young, foolish dreams.

As I pondered this, a voice in the alleyway shadows announced, “Hey, bitch! You shorted me out of two dollars. Now I’m going to get my two dollars from you one way or another.”

I did not have to see the speaker. He was a big bear of a man who smelled as badly as he looked, and looked as bad as any ghoul I have ever had the misfortune to encounter. Earlier in the shift, he gave me a twenty for a two-dollar ticket, and swore when I gave him back his change, that I shorted him two dollars. He said this after he walked away and came back. When he returned to give me a hard time over the two dollars, he shoved another paying customer out of his way in his boisterous rage, all over the mythical two dollars. He almost started a fight right there in front of the ticket office with the customer he shoved. He most likely would have started a fight if a constable was not standing right there—how rare is that?

“Thought you heard the last of me I bet, bitch,” the boldly obtuse voice announced from the safety of the shadows. Who was it who said, “It’s always darkest before the dawn.”

I was as coquettish as possible, and I can be very coquettish with hundreds of years of practice, “What do you have in mind, my big hunk of a man?” Taking the bait, the big lug came forth out of the shadows, with one hand over his manhood, and said, “So it’s like that, bitch. Yeah, I got something for you ... if you think you can handle it.”

I did not want him to come out any farther from the shadows. For one, I did not want to have to stomach that big, ugly maul of a face, and two, I wanted to give us more privacy for what was coming next. I quickly moved up to this big troll and gently forced myself against him. I slipped a hand down between his hand and his quickly bulging pants. I had years of practice at this.

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