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Bloody Bones :: Гамильтон Лорел
Страница: 163 из 272The girl whimpered and fell silent, staring at the floor, fresh tears trailing down her cheeks.
There was only Janos and the two youngsters in the room with us. I was betting we could take them. Two more vampires came in, but they didn't drag in the next girl. She walked in, eyes glittering with anger, back very straight, hands in fists at her sides. She was short, a little heavy, but not quite fat, as if a good burst of growth would take care of the weight. Her hair was a nondescript brown, glasses framed small brown eyes, freckles dusted her face. The personality that radiated from that face was not nondescript. I liked her instantly.
"Oh, Lisa," she said, "get up." She sounded embarrassed as well as angry. The blonde girl, Lisa, just cried harder.
The two vamps that were guarding the second girl were not young. They were both tall, around six feet, dressed in black leather, one with her long yellow hair in a braid down her back, the other with black hair falling free around her face. Their bare arms were muscled and firm. They looked like female bodyguards from some bad spy movie.
The power that radiated from the two of them was not a B movie effect. It crept through the room like a current of water, thick and cool. When the line of power poured over my body it took my breath away. The power crawled into my bones and made them ache. Larry gasped behind me.
I glanced at him just to make sure he was gasping for the same reason I was. No new monsters behind us, just the power of the two new vamps.
"What are you guys doing, running a halfway house for all vampires over five hundred years?" I asked.
Everyone turned towards me. The two female vamps smiled, most unpleasantly. They looked at me like I was a piece of candy and they wondered what sort of center I had. Soft and gooey, or hard with a nut in the middle? I'd had men undress me with their eyes, but I'd never had anything trying to picture what I'd look like with my skin off. Yikes.
"Do you have something to add?" Janos asked.
"You can't just drag a couple of underage girls in here and expect us to do nothing."
"On the contrary, Anita, we expect you to do many things."
I didn't like the phrasing of that. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"First, the young women aren't underage, are you, girls?"
The second girl just glared at him. Lisa shook her head, still staring at the floor.
"Tell her your ages," Janos said.
Neither of them answered. Ivy yanked hard enough to make the blonde girl cry out.
"Eighteen. I'm eighteen.
There was only Janos and the two youngsters in the room with us. I was betting we could take them. Two more vampires came in, but they didn't drag in the next girl. She walked in, eyes glittering with anger, back very straight, hands in fists at her sides. She was short, a little heavy, but not quite fat, as if a good burst of growth would take care of the weight. Her hair was a nondescript brown, glasses framed small brown eyes, freckles dusted her face. The personality that radiated from that face was not nondescript. I liked her instantly.
"Oh, Lisa," she said, "get up." She sounded embarrassed as well as angry. The blonde girl, Lisa, just cried harder.
The two vamps that were guarding the second girl were not young. They were both tall, around six feet, dressed in black leather, one with her long yellow hair in a braid down her back, the other with black hair falling free around her face. Their bare arms were muscled and firm. They looked like female bodyguards from some bad spy movie.
The power that radiated from the two of them was not a B movie effect. It crept through the room like a current of water, thick and cool. When the line of power poured over my body it took my breath away. The power crawled into my bones and made them ache. Larry gasped behind me.
I glanced at him just to make sure he was gasping for the same reason I was. No new monsters behind us, just the power of the two new vamps.
"What are you guys doing, running a halfway house for all vampires over five hundred years?" I asked.
Everyone turned towards me. The two female vamps smiled, most unpleasantly. They looked at me like I was a piece of candy and they wondered what sort of center I had. Soft and gooey, or hard with a nut in the middle? I'd had men undress me with their eyes, but I'd never had anything trying to picture what I'd look like with my skin off. Yikes.
"Do you have something to add?" Janos asked.
"You can't just drag a couple of underage girls in here and expect us to do nothing."
"On the contrary, Anita, we expect you to do many things."
I didn't like the phrasing of that. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"First, the young women aren't underage, are you, girls?"
The second girl just glared at him. Lisa shook her head, still staring at the floor.
"Tell her your ages," Janos said.
Neither of them answered. Ivy yanked hard enough to make the blonde girl cry out.
"Eighteen. I'm eighteen.