Pierce licked his finger then ran it across the cut on his friend’s arm. It was a nasty six inch cut.
“So, Max, what exactly happened? I thought you were going to the archives.”
“I was. I did. My car was surrounded by Vampire Hunters. It was stupid of me to go out unarmed, but every other Vampire does. You know Pierce, we should have to deal with this off the job.”
“They pulled out their knives and crosses, as if a cross is going to stop me. I had my keys out and pressed the horn button. I thought that would chase them off but they kept coming. There were six of them. Six.”
“You’ve been in worse situations,” said Pierce.
“Sure, but they were good. I’d never seen them before but they’d done this before. One of them cut me. As soon as my blood hit the ground the wind kicked up and there was a loud screeching sound. And there she was, damn Pierce, a Demon. She spread her wings and spit poison. They, the Vampire Hunters ran. Cowards.”
“What is it with you and Demons?”
“What do you mean me and Demons?”
“They like you.”
“I don’t know. She smiled at me with a weird light in those yellow eyes and told me that I owed her. I told her that I didn’t owe her shit. Her eyes went black and she flew away. Holy shit it was weird. It’s the leather wings that creep me out.”
“To say the least,” said Pierce. “All the girls like you Max.”
“Not funny Pierce.”
“Did you get the documents?”
“They’re in my bag.”
Pierce put gauze over Max’s wound, then he covered it with his hand.
“You don’t have to do that,” said Max.
“Sure I do,” said Pierce. He closed his eyes then winced a little. After a few minutes he removed his hand and unwrapped the gauze. Max’s wound had closed and was now just a dark pink line on his arm. “It wasn’t that bad. Good as new. No stitches needed.”
“You’re welcome. So what did you bring back?”
“It was nothing really.”
“Something for the Jones investigation?”
“No. I was looking up wedding vows.”
Pierce smiled. “So you’re going through with it.”
“Yes, as scary as that sounds.”
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman