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the flunkies.
Bayard ran off across the dirt towards the last car. He fetched what looked like a small, black leather
backpack with a handle. He pulled a phone out and handed it to me. It looked like an antennaed
walkie-talkie.
Larry walked over smelling of smoke. "What's up?"
"I got beeped."
"Bert?"
I shook my head. "Police." I walked a little ways from our group. Larry was polite enough to stay with
them, though he didn't have to. I dialed Dolph's number. Detective Sergeant Rudolf Storr was head of
the Regional Preternatural Investigation Team.
He answered on the second ring. "Anita?"
"Yeah, Dolph, it's me. What's up?"
"Three dead bodies."
"Three? Shit," I said.
"Yeah," he said.
"I can't be there soon, Dolph."
"Yes, you can," he said.
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There was something in his voice. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"The victims are right near you."
"Near Branson?"
"Twenty-five minutes east of Branson," he said.
"I'm already forty miles from Branson in the middle of freaking nowhere."
"The middle of nowhere is where this one is," Dolph said.
"Are you guys flying up?" I asked.
"No, we got a vampire victim in town."
"Jesus, are the other three vamp victims?"
"I don't think so," he said.
"What do you mean, you don't think so?" I asked.
"Missouri State Highway Patrol has this one. Sergeant Freemont is the investigator in charge. She
doesn't think it was a vampire because the bodies are cut up. Pieces of the bodies are missing. I had to
do a lot of tap dancing to get that much information out of her. Sergeant Freemont seems convinced that
RPIT is going to come in and steal all the glory. She was particularly worried about our headline-stealing
pet zombie queen."
"It's the pet part that I mind the most," I said. "But she sounds charming."
"I'll bet she's even more charming in person," Dolph said.
"And I get to meet her?"
"Given the choice between a large chunk of the squad coming down later and just you right now, she
chose you. I think she sees you alone, without us to back you up, as the lesser evil."
"Nice to be the lesser evil for a change," I said.
"You might get upgraded," Dolph said. "She doesn't know you too well yet."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence. Let me test my understanding here. None of you are coming up to
the scene?"
"Not right away. You know we're shorthanded until Zerbrowski gets back on duty."
"What does the Missouri State Highway Patrol think about a civilian helping them in a murder
investigation?"
"I made it clear that you are a valuable member of my squad."
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"Thanks for the compliment, but I still don't have a badge to flash."
"You may if that new federal law goes into effect," Dolph said.
"Don't remind me."
"Don't you want to be a federal marshal?" His voice was very mild. Nah, amused.
"I agreed they should license us, but giving us what amounts to federal marshal status is ridiculous."
"You could handle it."
"But who else? John Burke with the power of the law behind him? Give me a break."
"It won't get passed, Anita. The pro-vampire lobby is too strong."
"From your lips to God's ear. Unless they revoke the need for court orders of execution, it won't make
killing them any easier, and they won't do that. I've already gone out of state to execute vamps. I don't
need no stinking badge."
Dolph laughed. "If you run into trouble, give a yell."
"I really don't like this, Dolph. I'm out here investigating a murder without any official status."
"See, you do need a badge." I heard him sigh over the phone. "Look, Anita, I wouldn't leave you solo if
we didn't have problems of our own. I've got a body on the ground here. When I can, I'll send
somebody. Hell, I'd like you to come take a look at our corpse. You're our resident monster expert."
"Give me some details and I'll try to play Kreskin."
"Male, early twenties, rigor hasn't set in."
"Where's the body?"
"His apartment."
"How'd you get there so soon?"
"Neighbor heard a fight, called 911. They called us."
"Give me his name."
"Fredrick Michael Summers, Freddy Summers."
"He got any old vampire bites on his body? Healed bites?"
"Yeah, quite a few. Looks like a damn pincushion. How'd you know?"
"What's the first rule of a homicide?" I said. "You check the nearest and dearest. If he had a vamp lover,
there'd be healed bite marks. The more of them, the longer the relationship has gone on. No vamp can
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bite a victim three times within a month without running the risk of killing them and raising them as a
vamp. You can have different vamps bite somebody, but that would make Freddy a vampire junkie. Ask
the neighbors if there were a lot of different guys or girls going in and out at night."
"It never occurred to me that a vampire could be someone's nearest and dearest," Dolph said.
"Legally, they're people. Means they get to have sweethearts, too."
"I'll check the bite radiuses," Dolph said, "If they match one vamp, a lover; different ones, and our boy
was doing groups."
"Hope for a lover," I said. "If it's all one vamp, he might even rise from the dead."
"Most vamps know enough to slit the throat or take the head," he said.
"Doesn't sound well planned. Crime of passion, maybe."
"Maybe. Freemont is holding the bodies for you. Eagerly awaiting your expertise."
"I bet."
"Don't bust Freemont's balls on this, Anita."
"I won't start anything, Dolph."
"Be polite," he said.
"Always," I said in my mildest voice.
He sighed. "Try to remember that the staties may never have seen bodies with pieces missing."
It was my turn to sigh. "I'll be good, scout's honor. Do you have directions?" I got a small notebook with [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]