Blood Trade: a Jane Yellowrock Novel
“She didn’t want to let me in, this motorcycle mama in leather, with dark circles under her eyes and a look of death and danger about her, but I told her to tell Preacher Hosenfeld that the little girl with leukemia needed his help. Moments later, I saw the older guy coming down the hall to the door. He was wearing a cheap suit, white shirt, and tie, even on a weekday, his gray hair combed back with some kinda goop like they wore in the fifties, though he couldn’t be old enough for that style to... have been around in his formative years. He studied me through the windows before I heard several locks click and the door opened. “I hope I’m not being foolish opening the door to you, young lady.”“I kill vamps for a living, including the one who has Charly’s mom. I intend to get her back.”“Charly. That is the little girl from Sunday,” he said, hesitant.“Yeah. A vamp put her mother, Misha, into a charmed circle and it’s killing her.”Hosenfeld looked confused. It cleared up fast.MoreLess
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