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Motor City Intern: Part 10

With that, the meeting was over—mostly anyway. It’s not as we jumped up from our seats and ran to our bikes. As Mateo stood up, he asked, “Is our highest priority finding them for now? I’m asking because there’s going to be a wait before Athletica, you, or V8 can get here if we press the panic button.

“You know as well as I do that sometimes the situation will move too quickly for us to locate them and bring in help. We’ll have to save someone immediately or they’re done for. Do you want me to call Unity in if we need backup?” Continue reading Motor City Intern: Part 10

Motor City Intern: Part 9

Mateo half sat on the table behind him. “Do you have a plan for using a holy igloo?”

I shook my head. “That was more of an illustration. A better use of that much holy water might be trapping a vampire in a house covered with holy ice. In the winter, it might hold them for a while. Mixing holy water into concrete might be an even better idea.”

Mateo opened his mouth without saying anything, half-closed it, and said, “That’s not a bad idea if we had enough holy water. You’ll want to hang on to your creativity, though, because we have a new development in the vampire case. Working Man and Athletica are in the conference room to talk about it.” Continue reading Motor City Intern: Part 9

Motor City Intern: Part 7

Then we walked up the stairs, finding the spot where the woman died not by the cars, but just past the door that led into the stairwell from the fourth floor.  I didn’t see anything, but Mateo looked over the little room from floor to ceiling.

In the end he turned to me, “She saw the vampire, or whatever it was, and tried to run, but it stopped her before she got out the door. That’s where the feeding starts. It looks like she never stopped struggling. There are marks from blood magic all the way down the wall next to the door and around the corner. The last marks are at the top of the stairwell. Bits of power are scattered around the spot as if she was still fighting it even then. I can’t know for sure what kind of vampire it was, but what I’m seeing is that it was human-shaped and strong—or at least stronger than she was.” Continue reading Motor City Intern: Part 7