Two Vampires and a Government Agency Part 2: The Pendant

By Jeremiah Donaldson

Roek bumbled his last kill, attracting attention to his presence and losing the pendant that he has to get back no
matter what.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jeremiah Donaldson
• Release date: Dec 31, 2022
• ISBN: 9798215585146

Jeremiah Donaldson

Jeremiah Donaldson is a science fiction/horror writer, editor, game designer, free thinker, corporate slave, and overly blunt commentator that grew up in rural Kentucky and lived in Florida for 13 years before moving back in 2008. When he's not working...whatever, he always works, let's start that over. When he's not playing his part as a cog in the machine for the specified number of hours per week, or doing housework, or planting fruit trees in preparation for the climatic meltdown we're forcing upon the planet, he strings together words for peoples' enjoyment.

Book preview

Part 1: Spirit Night

Part 2: The Pendant

Part 3: The Hunt

Vampire? Yeah, and cell block six is for Purple People Eaters. Detective Young sneered at the skater boys. They'd given the same story to the policemen who roamed outside the crime scene, shining flashlights up trees and into all the dark areas. The victim had been removed. Only the tiniest of blood stains on the sidewalk bore tribute to the life lost.

We told you, man. The shortest kid chomped on a piece of gum. Some crazy dude dragged her into the bushes, and came out a few seconds later. She stumbled out behind him and fell. How did he kill her with those holes in her neck if he's not a vampire?

Young shoved the notepad into his back pocket while the tall boy banged the end of his skateboard onto the ground, and the one wearing inline skates stared into space from behind greasy hair. Someone else could deal with them.

We'll need you at the Main Street station tomorrow to look at some photos and speak with an artist.

The three boys nodded in unison, and rolled toward the parking lot.

A dead hooker and another vampire story. Just great.

Cold wind blew his coat open. The nylon windbreaker with 'Louisville City Police' on the back of it flapped chaotically in the gusts before he brought it under control and zipped the front. Something caught his attention. A twinkle.

He glanced around. No one was paying any attention to him. He bent over and felt in the area where he'd seen the sparkle until his fingers touched a cold, metallic object. Young stood up and opened his hand to see a dragon claw shaped gold pendant clasping the biggest diamond he'd ever seen. It