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“Chick’ns afore they hatch,” one snickers.
“Oi! Where’s Jack?” says the other.
Intention oozes off people like sweat. Poppy’s is curiosity, a vibrant enthusiasm for life. These men drip wastefulness. They’re takers, bored with lives that will evaporate before they live. They approach Poppy with a surly lust she should fear. She stands with fists balled. “I kicked ‘is balls up into his belly. Want me show you how?”
They rush her.
I pull years from both. They’d waste it anyway. Poppy knees Chickens on his way to the floor. His friend falls and cracks his head on a pew.
Poppy stands over the men. “Damn, Drake! Wait. Did you do that?”
Their time flows through me. It’s a heady narcotic feeling. My mouth waters for Poppy. I flit my eyes over her curves. A darkness around the edges of my mind thrills.
No! That’s what they were going to do!
Not since the beginning have I taken so much at once. This is what has made Dorcas rot. It’s darkly tempting and I drop to sit, stomach churning. Poppy rushes toward me.
“No! Back off!” I can smell her from here. I want her. Like a vampire.
“Drake, you’re scaring me!”
Poppy’s words make me laugh. She’s perceptive.
Images flicker through my mind.
They’ve done this before, at my church!
“Did Jack give you something to drink?”
“No. Well, he tried to give me some of the church’s wine—out of a box. So gross.”
The communion wine. I will myself to vomit. It’s dotted with Christmas cookies. Poppy backs away.
I’ve been roofied. No wonder my glamour didn’t work on Poppy.
The urge to attack Poppy stays. I think it will until I’ve used the time I took from those dirty bastards.
“Drake, are you okay?”
“I took so much energy from them I can feel their thoughts.” I shut my eyes trying to push dark urges away. “Poppy, these guys and your friend Jack had plans for you tonight.”
“What? What do you mean?”
I open my eyes. “The wine was drugged.”
“What!” Poppy runs over to the unconscious men and starts kicking them. She’s wearing boots.
“I really don’t care if you kill them, but it might bother you later.”
“No, it won’t.” She continues kicking. Hard.
“I’m pretty sure Jack’s the mastermind.”
Poppy and her boots head for the office.
|S.R. Karfelt with Kahtar|
It's writing season here in The Glitter Globe. I'm working on two books simultaneously. One is Votadini Warriors of ilu—the first book in a trilogy from the world of Covenant Keepers. The other is A Vampire's Tale of Woe. Installments of that novel are published here on The Glitter Globe. Check them out and let me know what you think!
A Vampire's Tale of Woe