The Nasty Vamp:The Dragos Clan 00(3)

By: Gail Koger

The heel on her remaining shoe snapped. Staggering off balance, Bambi threw her arm out and bam! She nailed that sucker dead center. A cloud of black dust sprayed the alley.

Unfreakin’ believable.

Bambi jumped up and down in excitement. “Did you see that? Did you see that? I dusted a master vamp!”

“Color me surprised.” I yanked at the arrow again.

Bambi reached over, jerked it free and tugged me to my feet. “Mom's gonna be so proud.”

“Maybe she'll throw you a party.”

“Ya think?” Bambi squealed again in excitement and held out her hand. “Let me have your cell phone.”

My sarcasm was totally lost on the twit. “Sure. Why not?” I handed it to her.

Bambi let out an anguished wail. “I broke a nail and I have a date in an hour.”

“Date?” My temper roared to life. “You have a date?”

“Yeah. With this dreamy English guy I met last night at the Cathouse. Great dancer and I just love his accent.”

“You bugged out on me last night to go clubbing?”

“Well, yeah. A girl's entitled to a little fun.”

“I was getting my ass kicked while you were out having a little fun!”

“God, you're such a party pooper.”

I will not kill her. I will not kill her today but tomorrow, maybe. I took a deep, calming breath and asked, “Did you know that the Cathouse is a vampire club?”

“Yeah, so?”

“You're a slayer. You're supposed to kill vamps not dance with them.”

Bambi rolled her eyes in disgust and clutched my cell phone to her ear. “Mom! I just dusted a master vampire. Yeah. Isn't that great? Un huh.”

I followed my cousin down the alley as she chatted happily about her three kills. How easy it had been to lure them into the alley and dust them. I fingered the butt of my gun. It'd be so easy to shoot her and drop her down a mine shaft. No one would ever know.

“Bye, bye. Luv you mom.”

I snatched my cell phone back. “Tell me about this Englishman you have a date with? His name wouldn't happen to be Ian McGregor, would it?”

“Get that in a psychic flash?”

I resisted the urge to bang my head against the wall. “Remember my twenty-first birthday?”

“Yeah, you screwed a vampire and lost your powers.”

“Do you remember his name?”

“Wasn't it McGregor?”

“And what's the name of the guy you're dating?”

Anger flashed in her eyes. “It's not the same McGregor.”

“Really? Is your Ian six foot six, long black hair, pale blue eyes and built like a linebacker?”

“Yeah, but he said he was from England and in real estate.”

“Vampires lie!” I shouted in exasperation.

“He's not a vampire! I would know.”

“Just like you knew that Elvis impersonator was a master vamp?”

Bambi let out a shriek of outrage. “You bitch! Mom said he was cloaking his power, that's why I didn't sense him.”

“Strange. The minute I laid eyes on him I knew.”

“That's because you're an ugly freak and a virgin slut.”

“A what?”

“I'm going on my date and you can't stop me,” Bambi hollered and zoomed off using her slayer speed.

“He's using you as bait,” I shouted after her, wishing I could run as fast as a vampire, too.

“Don't care,” she shouted back.

Now there was a surprise. The narcissistic bitch didn't care about anyone but herself. Once McGregor put the whammy on blabber mouth, I was as good as dead.

That mine shaft was starting to look mighty good. I glanced down at my grubby outfit. If I was going clubbing, I needed some flashy duds and Roxy was just the person to hook me up.

Chapter Two

* * * *

The Rio Verde was a decaying casino overshadowed by the towering mega hotels. I slipped through the stage door and headed for the dressing rooms. Roxy, a statuesque beauty, sashayed toward me with a warm smile on her face. I had rescued her from a rogue werewolf a year ago and we had been great friends ever since.

How she managed to walk gracefully with that towering feathered headdress, I'll never know. Her glittering barely there costume revealed a perfect body. Jealous? You betcha. Cute and cuddly weren't an asset in Vegas.

“I've got just the dress for you, Bunny.”

“Great, but I need one that'll cover all my bruises.”

Roxy opened her dressing room door and removed her headdress. “Let me have a look.”

She frowned as I stripped down. “Geezus! You look like you went ten rounds with Mohammed Ali.”

“Since Bambi has been in her ‘girls just wanna have fun’ mode getting the crap kicked out me is a nightly occurrence.”

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