The Tome of Bill (Book 5): Goddamned Freaky Monsters by Rick Gualtieri

Author:Rick Gualtieri [Gualtieri, Rick]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Freewill Press
Published: 2014-06-05T04:00:00+00:00

Calling in the Calvary

Thankfully, I felt mostly normal again by the time I’d gone about a block. Whatever strength I’d stolen from that monster had fled as soon as my stomach decided to ride the vomit comet. Luckily, I didn’t need it for something as simple as a trek through the NYC sewer system.

Doubly awesome was that my little ruse of rolling around in stinking shit appeared to have worked. I didn’t sense anything pursuing me - aside from maybe the occasional curious rat. I was still cautious, though, and walked in the water whenever I could so as not to leave any obvious footprints.

Goddamn. Had those useless seers told me that treading through piss-water was in my future, I might have just stuck around and been Alex’s poster boy for the war effort. Oh well, what was done was done. It had all been worth it too, for the look on his face when I locked him in with Druaga. I had little doubt who’d ended up the bitch in that prison block.

I pushed that amusing thought aside for now, though, having far more important things to worry about - my friends, for starters. I hated flying blind with no insight on anything save that my best efforts to kill a half-naked maniac had failed miserably.

It blew my mind. How the fuck had he survived? The fall itself was easily explainable. It seemed that Gan had apparently survived a much higher drop. The rest, though, was unbelievable - fifty calibers of silver-plated lovin’, followed by a nice relaxing nap in the daylight. It just didn’t make sense. Of all the vampires that I could have resurrected, I had to somehow pick the last son of Krypton.

Those thoughts continued to haunt me as I reached my destination: the sewer entrance to one of the coven’s safe houses. At least, I hoped it was still one of ours. Sally had purchased it with the intent of keeping its location a secret between the two of us until such time as others needed to know. That had lasted all of a day before the place had turned into a veritable flophouse, followed by the prerequisite raid by the police.

Fuck it. It was all I had left. What was the worst that could happen? Well, I guess a shit covered creature of the night emerging into some family’s living room was one possibility, but screw it. That would be their problem.

Almost to my surprise, nothing of the sort happened. I had to bust two locks, which caused a loud racket - one that hopefully no vamps were in earshot of. Finally, I ascended from the tunnels to find that not only was the place still seemingly owned by Village Coven - the mystical sigils designed to ward off scrying by mages evident on the walls - but that the security code for the alarm hadn’t been changed. Thank goodness. The last thing I needed were bells or whistles going off - or blowing up.

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