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Bloody Bones :: Гамильтон Лорел
Страница: 76 из 272Doesn't it hurt to die?"
"Probably," I said.
"The bushes underneath her end window are all crushed," Larry said.
I looked at him. "Say again."
He smiled, pleased with himself. "I took a look around outside. That's what took me so long when you sent me out for gloves that you didn't need. The bushes under the end window to the girl's room are all smashed like something heavy fell on them."
I had a moment to visualize Larry out in the dark all alone, unarmed except for his cross. The thought made my skin cold. I opened my mouth to yell at him and closed it. Never dress anyone down in public unless it's an object lesson. I said, "Any tracks?" I gave myself a dozen brownie points for not yelling.
"Do I look like Tonto? Besides, the ground is just grass and it's been so dry lately. I don't think there'd be any tracks." He frowned at me. "Can you track vampires?"
"Not normally, but if this one is as new as I think he is, then maybe." I nodded. "Yeah." I stood up. "I've got to go ask the deputy something. Thank you for your help, Jeff." I offered him my hand to shake. He took it. His handshake was a little uncertain, as if he wasn't used to it.
I went for the door and Larry followed.
"You will find him and kill him, even if it's Andy?" Jeff asked.
I turned back and looked at him. His dark eyes were still intelligent, still full of purpose, but there was also a little boy needing reassurance.
"Yeah, we'll find him."
"And kill him?"
"And kill him," I said.
"Good," he said. "Good."
I wasn't sure if «good» was the word I would have chosen, but it wasn't my sister lying dead in the other room.
"You got a cross?" I asked.
He frowned, but said, "Yeah."
"You wearing it?"
He shook his head.
"Get it and wear it until we catch him. Okay?"
"You think he'll come back?" Fear glittered at the edge of his eyes.
"No, but you never know, Jeff. Just humor me."
He got up and went to his bureau. There was a line of glittering chain on one corner of the mirror. When he picked it up, a tiny gold cross dangled from it. I watched him put it on. The dog watched it all with anxious eyes.
I smiled. "We'll see you later."
He nodded, fingering the cross, scared now underneath the shock. We left him in the tender care of Raven.
"You really think the vamp will come back to the house?" Larry asked.
"No," I said, "but just in case your little visit out into the dark gives him ideas, I want Jeff to at least have a cross on.
"Probably," I said.
"The bushes underneath her end window are all crushed," Larry said.
I looked at him. "Say again."
He smiled, pleased with himself. "I took a look around outside. That's what took me so long when you sent me out for gloves that you didn't need. The bushes under the end window to the girl's room are all smashed like something heavy fell on them."
I had a moment to visualize Larry out in the dark all alone, unarmed except for his cross. The thought made my skin cold. I opened my mouth to yell at him and closed it. Never dress anyone down in public unless it's an object lesson. I said, "Any tracks?" I gave myself a dozen brownie points for not yelling.
"Do I look like Tonto? Besides, the ground is just grass and it's been so dry lately. I don't think there'd be any tracks." He frowned at me. "Can you track vampires?"
"Not normally, but if this one is as new as I think he is, then maybe." I nodded. "Yeah." I stood up. "I've got to go ask the deputy something. Thank you for your help, Jeff." I offered him my hand to shake. He took it. His handshake was a little uncertain, as if he wasn't used to it.
I went for the door and Larry followed.
"You will find him and kill him, even if it's Andy?" Jeff asked.
I turned back and looked at him. His dark eyes were still intelligent, still full of purpose, but there was also a little boy needing reassurance.
"Yeah, we'll find him."
"And kill him?"
"And kill him," I said.
"Good," he said. "Good."
I wasn't sure if «good» was the word I would have chosen, but it wasn't my sister lying dead in the other room.
"You got a cross?" I asked.
He frowned, but said, "Yeah."
"You wearing it?"
He shook his head.
"Get it and wear it until we catch him. Okay?"
"You think he'll come back?" Fear glittered at the edge of his eyes.
"No, but you never know, Jeff. Just humor me."
He got up and went to his bureau. There was a line of glittering chain on one corner of the mirror. When he picked it up, a tiny gold cross dangled from it. I watched him put it on. The dog watched it all with anxious eyes.
I smiled. "We'll see you later."
He nodded, fingering the cross, scared now underneath the shock. We left him in the tender care of Raven.
"You really think the vamp will come back to the house?" Larry asked.
"No," I said, "but just in case your little visit out into the dark gives him ideas, I want Jeff to at least have a cross on.