The music was so loud I could feel it rattling my fillings, a synthesized techno beat with a bass line that shook the floor and vibrated through the walls. Some overly auto-tuned gal was moaning along while colored lights strobed over mirrored walls, and out on the dance floor people were gyrating and dry-humping. I sat at our table, glaring into my over-priced, watered-down drink, head pulsing as my shadow writhed in ecstasy. She loved it. Continue reading
It was good to hear the old Barracuda rumbling again. She still needed new paint and body work, but I’d had the day to kill, so the engine was back in top shape. I let the motor purr for a … Continue reading
Grace caught Leonard’s arm, turning him towards the stairs behind us. “Come on, sir. Unless you have a better idea, in which case we’d all love to hear it?” Leonard glowered, his eyes focused far away. He was thinking, planning… … Continue reading
The vampires were literally steps away from us, so Irish waded into those first, leaving me to deal with the approaching hollowman. I suppose that was a sort of compliment. I kicked at a persistent brick with teeth that kept … Continue reading
“You must be fucking joking,” I said to Damian as he ran up to us. He shot a desperate look past Leonard and I at Grace, Irish, and Tyler, but there wasn’t much help to be found there. “Nothing crawls … Continue reading