She jerked the bandage from her neck and threw it to the floor. "Look, look what he did to me!"
If she expected me to flinch, she had the wrong girl. I walked up to her, turning her head to one side. It was vampire fang marks, pretty fresh. A neat, nice bite, but there was no bruising, no hickey mark spreading across her creamy flesh. It was just two neat fang marks.
I stepped back from her. "You threw your drink into his face as soon as he bit you?"
"Yes, I didn't want him touching me."
"A filthy vampire," I said.
"A walking corpse."
She had a point. "Thank you, Vicki, thank you for talking to me." I walked to the door and motioned Dolph to follow. Zerbrowski stayed behind with Ms. Pierce.
Dolph closed the door behind us. "What did you see in the bite that I didn't?" he asked.
"If a vamp plunges fang into you but doesn't have time to feed much, it leaves a hickey. Just like a human sucking on your neck. The fangs aren't hollow, they just pierce the skin so that the vamp can suck the blood. One of the reasons they're so small. If the vamp feeds long enough, he takes blood away from the area and you don't get marking. No way did a quick bite and suck leave her clean like that. She had someone else do it ahead of time, and it took a lot more time than a few seconds."
"I knew she was lying," Dolph said, and shook his head. "But I thought she'd thrown more on him than a drink. I thought she'd come into the bar with some sort of accelerant."
I shook my head. "Once you get a vamp burning, they burn until they're put out or burned to ash. You may get a few bone fragments left, but vamps burn more completely than any human. Dental records won't even help you."
"The bartender used a fire extinguisher from behind the bar. Witnesses say he was quick."
I nodded. "Yeah, good ol' Harry. It's a miracle the vamp is still alive. I know there's some hardcore opposition to a vampire business outside the vampire district. There's a petition and some sort of city meeting scheduled. Ms. Pierce will make a great witness to the dangers of vampires being outside the district."
"The restaurant owner said the bad publicity could ruin him."
I nodded. "Oh, yeah. It could also be a personal motive against the vampire. Not little Miss Blue Eyes but someone she knows that wanted him dead."
"She could be a member of Humans First. They'd love all the vamps to burn."
"A fanatical vampire hater wouldn't let a vamp do their neck like that. No. Humans First might have paid her to discredit the bar. She may be a member of Humans Against Vampires, HAV, or even Humans First, but she doesn't really believe. The bite proves that."
"Could the vamp have captured her mind?"
"I don't think so, but I've got some better questions for your other witnesses now."
"Such as?" he asked.
"Are they sure the vampire in question even got a taste of her? Are they positive that he bit her? Ask them if she smelled of blood when she came in."
"Explain," Dolph said.
"If she came in with the bite, then some of them might have smelled it. Might not, the wound was pretty clean, which was probably why the vamp did it that way. If he'd just bitten her and brought the blood to the surface, the vamps would have all scented it."
Dolph was writing it all down in his trusty notebook. "So a vamp's involved?"
"He may not know what she was planning to do. I'd check for a vamp boyfriend, maybe, or at least one she's dated. Boyfriend may be too strong a word for Ms. Pierce. I'd see if she has some background in acting. Check out her major in college, maybe."
"Already done," Dolph said. "She's got a background in theater arts."
I smiled. "Why did you need me? You had it all solved."
"The bite, the fact that vampires burn that easily..." He shook his head. "None of this shit is in the literature."
"The books aren't designed for police work, Dolph."
"Maybe you should do a book," he said.