“We can’t ask that, Sandra,” Drea began.
“Why not? It’s my job. This is in my jurisdiction and you’ve come to me with a crime that’s connected to something I was already working on.”
“We don’t want to get you in trouble,” Kirk replied.
“You won’t. My boss is a good guy and he’s rather fond of me. I am his favorite niece, after all.” She winked. “Now, let’s see what we can do. Do you need a ride home?”
“Yes, we do.”
“Okay. I’ll have one of my men take you. Once I have a team assembled, I’ll contact you and we’ll coordinate our efforts. I normally wouldn’t work with civilians, but we can’t get anyone in there fast enough.”
“Don’t worry. We’re resourceful and quite a few of us have military training.”
“Really? What about you?”
“I wasn’t always a chef,” Kirk said, adjusting his jacket. “I was a soldier in the Dutch War of Independence, also called the Eighty Years War. I fought during the resurgence in the late 1580’s. After I got wounded, I went home and was a hired hand in a great house of one of the generals. That’s where Drea found me. She was a friend of the general’s top aide.”
“Military service in modern times has changed some,” Sandra pointed out.
Kirk smiled gently. “And I’ve been in the military on and off since,” he replied. “Most recently in Vietnam, but that presented difficulties. It was hard to get my medicine.”
“How on earth did you manage?” Sandra asked. “Surely the bit where the sun will roast you…?”
“Myth,” Kirk said. “Though we do burn easily. No skin pigmentation. Rather like being an albino. The lotion restores our color and protects our skin.”
“Garlic? Stake through the heart?” Sandra asked, backing away slightly.
“Garlic is delicious,” Kirk replied. “I use it a lot in my cooking. Aside from repelling with one’s breath, it has no affect on a vampire.”
“And the stake?”
“Not telling all our secrets,” Kirk replied judiciously.
Although the stake wasn’t fatal, it was painful and slowed their bodies to a near death-like sleep. After that, they were vulnerable and could be killed. He’d rather not tell her that.
“We’ll get started on this right away,” Sandra said, suddenly businesslike. “I’ll call you as soon as the team is assembled.”
© Dellani Oakes 2010