Affliction (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter) - Laurell K. Hamilton Page 0,50

I thought and just couldn’t be a hundred percent sure. ‘I’d have to take my gloves off and reglove, but after we’re all done here I can show scars where a vampire did just that to me.’

Burke’s serious cop eyes let me know he wasn’t sure he believed me.

‘I know the literature, and most of the databases treat vampires as sort of organized serial killers, methodical planners, and wereanimals as the disorganized serial killers, making a mess, choosing their victims more by chance like a wounded antelope that falls behind the herd. But I’ve known vampires that slaughtered and wereanimals that were more organized.’ I thought about it for a minute and then shook my head. ‘Okay, I’ve known more vampires that went all slaughterfest than shapeshifters that were methodical in their kills, but trust me, the antelope doesn’t always leave the herd by accident. It may look like happenstance, but most predators cause things to happen that will isolate or test the herd, so they get to see who’s weak or careless. It’s so not accidental most of the time.’

‘Predators are all the same, I guess, two legs or four,’ Burke said.

‘Human, vampire, shapeshifter, a predator is a predator,’ I agreed.

‘There’s nothing in the federal database about vampires eating their victims like a shapeshifter does,’ Rickman said. ‘I thought they couldn’t eat solid food.’

‘The commander said worry at a wound like a terrier with a rat, not eat it,’ I said.

Rickman looked blank.

‘Didn’t you ever see a dog savage something just for the hell of it, not to eat it?’ I asked.

He shrugged. ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’

Gonzales said, ‘Did you ever play tug-of-war with a dog that was serious about it?’

Rickman shrugged again. ‘Never had a dog.’

We all looked at him. ‘Never?’ Gonzales asked. ‘Ever?’ Al asked. ‘Are you a cat person?’ Shelley asked.

‘No, but I hear that Blake is.’ The words were innocent, but the tone was not, and neither was the look that went with it.

‘Is that some kind of clever reference to Micah Callahan being a wereleopard?’ I asked, and made sure that my voice held all the disdain I could manage, which was a lot.

‘If the furry slipper fits …’ he said.

‘Detective, I’ve been called the whore of Babylon to my face more than once; do you really think calling me a “cat person” is going to insult me?’ I made little quote marks around cat person.

‘Yeah, Ricky,’ Gonzales said, ‘for a ten-year veteran officer that was weak.’

‘It was weak,’ Al said.

‘That was a pathetic insult, Detective,’ Commander Burke said.

‘Come on, Ricky,’ I said, ‘at least call me a blood whore since I’m sleeping with vampires. Oh, wait, that’s not an original insult either; in fact, Micah’s crazy aunt and uncle already called me that today.’

‘Fine, fine, you’ve made your point.’

‘No,’ I said, ‘I haven’t begun to make my point. The vampire that tore me up the most broke my collarbone gnawing at me. The bend of my left arm has so much scar tissue that they said I’d lose the use of it, but enough weight lifting and stretching has kept me whole.’

‘So, you’re big and tough, we get it.’

‘Shut up, Ricky,’ Gonzales said.

Burke said, ‘If the vampire wasn’t trying to eat your flesh like a wereanimal, then why did he tear at you?’

‘Because he meant to hurt me, because he wanted me to suffer before he killed me. You can see what human teeth can do to bodies on these.’

‘I saw a ninety-pound cheerleader on PCP tear out a man’s throat with her teeth once,’ Burke said. He shuddered, and his professional cop look slipped a little and let the haunted look show through. Most cops had a haunted look; they hid it, but we all had it if we’d been on the job long enough. There were always things that happened that left stains on your mind, your heart, your soul. You saw the great, terrible thing and you couldn’t forget it, you couldn’t unsee it, unknow it, and you were never the same afterward. We had a moment of everyone’s eyes remembering something bad, it didn’t matter what, different memory, but same effect. We were all haunted; even Rickman’s eyes had the look.

I turned and looked at Rogers and Shelley, and the two doctors looked just as haunted. Cops; emergency medical personnel; hell, emergency personnel; firemen; ambulance drivers; all of us … you don’t need ghosts to be haunted. Memory does that just fine without any supernatural help