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Bloody Bones :: Гамильтон Лорел
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"Yeah, that's true."
"Why didn't you stake the girl when the parents requested it?"
"I had a father. A widower. His daughter and only child got bit. He wanted her staked. I did it that night, right away. Next morning he's in my office crying, wanting me to undo it. Wanting me to bring her back as a vampire." I leaned back into the couch, hugging myself. "You put a stake through a new vamp's heart, and it's dead for good."
"I thought you had to take a vampire's head to be sure."
"You do," I said. "If I had staked the Quinlan girl, I would have taken out her heart, cut off her head." I shook my head. "There isn't much left."
She drew something on her note pad. I couldn't see what. I was betting it was a doodle and not a word. "I see why you wanted to wait, but Mr. Quinlan is talking about suing you."
"Yeah, I know."
Freemont raised her eyebrows. "Just thought you'd want to know."
"Thanks."
"We haven't found the boy's body yet."
"I don't think you will," I said.
Her eyes didn't look pleasant anymore. They looked narrow and suspicious. "Why?"
"If they wanted to kill him, they could have done it here, tonight. I think they want to make him one of them."
"Why?"
I shrugged. "I don't know. But usually when a vampire takes this personal an interest in a family, there's a reason for it."
"You mean a motive?"
I nodded. "You've seen the Quinlans. They're devout Catholics. The church sees vampirism as suicide. Their children will be damned for all eternity if they become vampires."
"Worse than just killing them," she said.
"To the Quinlans, I think so."
"You think the vampires will be back to get the parents?"
I thought about that for a minute. "Hell, I don't know. I mean, before vampires were legal you had some cases where a master vamp would take out entire families. Sometimes befriend them first. Sometimes just for revenge for some slight. But since they've been legal, I don't know why the vamp would do it. I mean, the vampire can take them to court. What could the Quinlans have done that was bad enough for this?"
The doors opened. Freemont turned, a frown already in place. Two men appeared in the doorway. They were both dressed in dark suits, dark ties, white shirts. Standard federal issue. One was short and white, the other tall and black.
"Yeah, that's true."
"Why didn't you stake the girl when the parents requested it?"
"I had a father. A widower. His daughter and only child got bit. He wanted her staked. I did it that night, right away. Next morning he's in my office crying, wanting me to undo it. Wanting me to bring her back as a vampire." I leaned back into the couch, hugging myself. "You put a stake through a new vamp's heart, and it's dead for good."
"I thought you had to take a vampire's head to be sure."
"You do," I said. "If I had staked the Quinlan girl, I would have taken out her heart, cut off her head." I shook my head. "There isn't much left."
She drew something on her note pad. I couldn't see what. I was betting it was a doodle and not a word. "I see why you wanted to wait, but Mr. Quinlan is talking about suing you."
"Yeah, I know."
Freemont raised her eyebrows. "Just thought you'd want to know."
"Thanks."
"We haven't found the boy's body yet."
"I don't think you will," I said.
Her eyes didn't look pleasant anymore. They looked narrow and suspicious. "Why?"
"If they wanted to kill him, they could have done it here, tonight. I think they want to make him one of them."
"Why?"
I shrugged. "I don't know. But usually when a vampire takes this personal an interest in a family, there's a reason for it."
"You mean a motive?"
I nodded. "You've seen the Quinlans. They're devout Catholics. The church sees vampirism as suicide. Their children will be damned for all eternity if they become vampires."
"Worse than just killing them," she said.
"To the Quinlans, I think so."
"You think the vampires will be back to get the parents?"
I thought about that for a minute. "Hell, I don't know. I mean, before vampires were legal you had some cases where a master vamp would take out entire families. Sometimes befriend them first. Sometimes just for revenge for some slight. But since they've been legal, I don't know why the vamp would do it. I mean, the vampire can take them to court. What could the Quinlans have done that was bad enough for this?"
The doors opened. Freemont turned, a frown already in place. Two men appeared in the doorway. They were both dressed in dark suits, dark ties, white shirts. Standard federal issue. One was short and white, the other tall and black.