Damon (The Protectors #1)(38)
“You got the money?” A raspy voice echoed from a dark corner of the room.
Chad tossed the envelope on the table next to him. “It's all there. Count it if you want.”
Long pale fingers reached out from the darkness tapping the envelope with one long pointed fingernail. “You sure about this human? Usually it is you bringing me treats to feed my hunger. Their blood is so sweet and tangy.”
No, he wasn't f*cking sure about this Chad thought, but straightened up. Too much depended on this transaction and he'd be damn if he backed out now. He had some paybacks to dish out and this was his only option. “Yeah, I'm sure so let's do this before I change my mind.” The envelope disappeared into the darkness.
“There ain't no going back.” The voice deepened.
“No shit.” Chad watched the thing behind the voice come into the shadowy light and knew he was totally screwed. Red eyes glowed from the darkness as a figure moved toward him. God this was crazy, but if he didn't take care of that bitch and her bloodsucking hero he was as good as dead anyway. This was the only way. Not a praying man, he sent one up anyway hoping the big guy would hear his one last request to survive what was to come.
“Any last requests human?”
“Yeah, make it quick.” Chad stepped back his eyes growing wide as he got the first look at the thing behind the voice. “Oh God.”
“Don't think God's gonna help you now.” The evil laugh echoed through the dark room.
Chad screamed as he was attacked. His last thought was of the bitch and her lover dying by his hand. Soon, very soon. The screams stopped and the only sound in the dark room was the sloppy grotesque sounds of Chads blood being sucked from his body.
Nicole was the next player up to bat. The charity softball game looked to be a hit, no pun intended, and she loved it. All proceeds went to the shelters in the county to help with cost.
It had been two days since Damon had left her in Jared's care in which she beat Jared in their war on Call of Duty. She didn't ask where Damon went or why, but she would trust him to feed like he was suppose to and he looked better since that night so she knew he had fed, totally confident that it wasn't from Alice. She had tried to get Damon, Jared and Duncan to play, but they refused saying they would be there to support.
“Get your head out of your butt Callahan...you're up.” Mitch yelled from third base where he wore the coach's shirt proudly and let's say a little too seriously. It was, after all, a fun charity game. Yeah, right. In Mitch's eyes this was the World Series of all World Series. She had warned Mitch and the others that all curse words would be a dollar if caught since so many kids attended the game. It was kind of funny to watch Mitch's frustration at not being able to say what he wanted. Catching Damon's eye in the stands she smiled when he winked. Jared stood whooping and whistling for her. God, how embarrassing. She shook her head with a grin.
Sid had volunteered to ump for them seeing that no one would argue too much with the badass vamp. These games, even for charity got a little heated. They, the Cincy Cyclones, were going against the Newtown Tigers. Rivals for years at these charities, but all in good fun. Nicole took her place and readied herself to bat more nervous than ever because she could feel Damon's eyes on her. What that man could do to her with just his eyes alone was unnerving. She glanced over at Mitch who was doing all kinds of weird stuff with his hands and hat. She had no clue, and neither did he, what the signs meant, but he said it would throw off the other team....yeah, right.
“Strike.” Sid yelled as the ball came sailing by her.
Okay, now that looked like a ball to her. Eying Sid for a second she then focused on the pitcher.
“Got a problem with that call?” Sid ask from behind his ump mask.
“Would it matter if I did?” She countered.
“Nope.” He chuckled liking his power position.
“You need me to slow that down a little bit Callahan?” Jim Blevins, the other teams pitcher snorted loudly.
“Give me what you got Blevins.” Nicole called back. She had played high school and college softball along with summer leagues so he had nothing on the girls who pitched to her before. Far from it. This time she made contact dropping the ball behind second base. Making it to first she glanced at Mitch who stood at his coaching spot with his arms spread wide.
“Lay off the candy Callahan and you probably could have made it to second.” Mitch hollered then focused on Pam who was up and started his signs again.
Pam kept jumping out of the batter’s box afraid of getting hit, but earned a walk. Pam pranced her way to first as Nicole headed to second. Next up was Eddie who hit to center field sending Nicole running and rounding third with Mitch whipping his arms around for her to go home. Seeing the catcher stooping she knew the ball was coming so she slid feet first just as the catcher got the ball.
“Out!” Sid who had thrown his mask off yelled. Boo's and yells were shouted from the stands. Mitch was storming to home plate yelling.
“Would hate to be you right now.” Nicole chuckled knowing his call was right on. She was out and that's why she wasn't in his face right now vampire or not.
“Get back to your base coach.” Sid pointed at Mitch who was pointing his hat at Sid yelling. “Go, before I throw you out.” Sid wasn't taking any of Mitch's crap.