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Blue Moon :: Гамильтон Лорел
Страница: 303 из 327Funny, ain't it?"
I finally looked up, away from Charlotte Zeeman's finger. "What do you want?"
"You leave town tonight. We release Richard's mother and brother tomorrow morning, when we're sure you really are gone. If you don't leave this time, Niley will keep trimming pieces off of Zeeman's family. Maybe an ear next time, maybe something bigger." He was grinning as he said it. Thompson was a sadistic brute, but he didn't understand me at all, or he wouldn't have been smiling.
There was a look on Donald the vampire's face that said he did understand me.
I stood up very slowly. I laid the box on the table beside the lock of hair. My voice was amazingly calm, almost empty of inflection. "Where are they?"
"We left them safe and sound," Thompson said.
"I did not know what they had done," the vampire said. "I did not know they had mutilated your third's family."
I shook my head. "You see, that's the problem, Donald. When you play with bad guys, you can't control how bad they are. You both just left Daniel and Charlotte, just left them there."
"Yeah," Thompson said. "Ol' Don here picked me up in his car."
I was staring at the finger. I couldn't seem to not look at it. I raised my eyes to Donald the vampire. "So, you both know where they are," I said.
Donald's eyes went wide. He whispered, "I didn't know."
Asher moved forward and laid hands on Thompson's shoulders.
Thompson wasn't worried. "If anything happens to us, they'll do worse to both of them. Richard's mom is a real attractive woman. Be a shame to change that."
Donald said, "I am sorry about what they did, but my orders are the same. You must leave our territory tonight."
"Use the kitchen phone. Tell them we give. Tell them don't hurt them, and we're out of here."
Thompson smirked. "No, no phone calls. They're giving us two hours. Then, if we're not back, they'll start cutting things off that will affect a lot more than her typing."
I nodded and pulled the Browning. I pointed it and shot it in one motion. I didn't even remember aiming. The vampire's head exploded in a cloud of blood and brains. The body rocked back and fell, taking the chair with it.
Asher held Thompson in his seat. Some of the blood had splattered Thompson's face. A glob of something thicker than blood was trailing down his forehead. He was trying to bat at the piece of flesh, but Asher held him.
I took the gun out from under his arm and pointed the Browning at his forehead.
Thompson stopped fighting and glared up at me.
I finally looked up, away from Charlotte Zeeman's finger. "What do you want?"
"You leave town tonight. We release Richard's mother and brother tomorrow morning, when we're sure you really are gone. If you don't leave this time, Niley will keep trimming pieces off of Zeeman's family. Maybe an ear next time, maybe something bigger." He was grinning as he said it. Thompson was a sadistic brute, but he didn't understand me at all, or he wouldn't have been smiling.
There was a look on Donald the vampire's face that said he did understand me.
I stood up very slowly. I laid the box on the table beside the lock of hair. My voice was amazingly calm, almost empty of inflection. "Where are they?"
"We left them safe and sound," Thompson said.
"I did not know what they had done," the vampire said. "I did not know they had mutilated your third's family."
I shook my head. "You see, that's the problem, Donald. When you play with bad guys, you can't control how bad they are. You both just left Daniel and Charlotte, just left them there."
"Yeah," Thompson said. "Ol' Don here picked me up in his car."
I was staring at the finger. I couldn't seem to not look at it. I raised my eyes to Donald the vampire. "So, you both know where they are," I said.
Donald's eyes went wide. He whispered, "I didn't know."
Asher moved forward and laid hands on Thompson's shoulders.
Thompson wasn't worried. "If anything happens to us, they'll do worse to both of them. Richard's mom is a real attractive woman. Be a shame to change that."
Donald said, "I am sorry about what they did, but my orders are the same. You must leave our territory tonight."
"Use the kitchen phone. Tell them we give. Tell them don't hurt them, and we're out of here."
Thompson smirked. "No, no phone calls. They're giving us two hours. Then, if we're not back, they'll start cutting things off that will affect a lot more than her typing."
I nodded and pulled the Browning. I pointed it and shot it in one motion. I didn't even remember aiming. The vampire's head exploded in a cloud of blood and brains. The body rocked back and fell, taking the chair with it.
Asher held Thompson in his seat. Some of the blood had splattered Thompson's face. A glob of something thicker than blood was trailing down his forehead. He was trying to bat at the piece of flesh, but Asher held him.
I took the gun out from under his arm and pointed the Browning at his forehead.
Thompson stopped fighting and glared up at me.