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IT WAITED FOR ME UPSTAIRS ON MY DESK, A HAIRLESS,emaciated nightmare, wrapped in steel-wire muscle and hidden in human skin. It was nude, ugly, and had been dead for three or four decades. Someone had smeared copious amounts of purple sunblock over its hide. For some reason the sunblock didn’t disappear but dried into paste, as if the creature had popped a giant bubble of grape gum onto himself.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
The vampire unhinged its mouth and Ghastek’s voice issued forth. “A pleasure to see you, as always.”
It would have to be Ghastek. I wondered if Nataraja, the leader of the People’s establishment in the city, had specifically assigned him to interact with me or if Ghastek took that dreadful task upon himself.
Andrea stepped into the office. And suddenly she had two guns and they were pointing at the vamp’s face.
“Lovely firearms,” Ghastek said.
“SIG-Sauer P226,” Andrea said. “Move and you’ll go blind.”
“Do you really think you could beat vampiric reflexes?” Ghastek’s tone was light. He wasn’t challenging her, he was merely curious.
A small smile bent Andrea’s lips. “Do you really want to find out?”
I shook my head. “She can blow his head off before you finish a twitch. Trust me, I measure speed for a living.”
I made a mental note to never fight fair with Andrea. That was a hell of a draw. I was fast but not fast enough to beat her guns and my saber took a lot longer to come out of its sheath than a gun did coming out of a holster. “Fortunately for all of us, we don’t have to fight.” I smiled at Andrea.
Andrea nodded and guns vanished. “I’ll be down the hall.”
“Thank you.”
She stepped out. I sat in my chair. “Off my table.”
The vampire remained where it was.
“Ghastek, either you move him or I will. I don’t have to put up with rudeness in my own office.”
The undead slinked off the table. “That was not meant as an insult.”
“Good, then I won’t take it as such. Now, what is it you want?”
“How do you feel? Any broken bones? Open wounds?”