Bill was the investigator for Area 5, a vampire division of Louisiana. In fact, I was usually an integral part of the investigation team, however unwilling I might be. None of the Area 5 vampires can know.
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Because he looked so solemn, I tried to keep a straight face, but it was no use. Bill was almost always a serious kind of fellow. I rolled my eyes up for a quick look at his face.
He was looking pretty pissed. I sat back on the floor, cross-legged, and rested my hands on my knees. Of Louisiana? I put my hand over my face and shook my head. New Orleans, of course. Vampire central. You could hardly throw a rock in the Big Easy without hitting one of the undead, according to the papers though only a real fool would do so.
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The newer tourists were the ones who wanted to rub elbows with the undead; patronize a vampire bar, visit a vampire prostitute, watch a vampire sex show. My mother and father had taken my brother, Jason, and me. The United States vampire community had let the Japanese vampire clans come forth first. That night, two and half years ago, we regular old live people learned that we had always lived with monsters among us.
You are in no danger from us anymore. Reaction varied sharply, depending on the nation. The vampires in the predominantly Islamic nations had fared the worst.
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What were they thinking, selecting a female for that particular job? Some nations France, Italy, and Germany were the most notable refused to accept vampires as equal citizens. Many like Bosnia, Argentina, and most of the African nations denied any status to the vampires, and declared them fair game for any bounty hunter. It was hard to determine if this reaction was what the vampires had expected or not.
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He picked up the bottle of TrueBlood and tipped it up, but there were only a couple of drops left. I was tracking him by sound as he opened the bottle and popped it into the microwave. Actually, Bill sounded downright irritable.
Could our honeymoon be over? I turned my back to Bill to hide my face. He could tell my backside. My computer should be in it, and some disks. Come in the daytime, and come armed. Get the computer and any disks you can find, and hide them in my hidey-hole, as you call it. He could see that from the back.
And place yourself under his protection. I acknowledged his words with a jerk of my head. I could feel my ponytail switch against my neck. I could feel his cool lips touch the place my ponytail had brushed. He was lying. Somehow, that sounded ominous. Again I inclined my head, not risking speech because I was actually crying now.
I would rather have died than let him see the tears. And that was how I left him, that cold December night.
The next day, on my way to work, I took an unwise detour. I was in that kind of mood where I was rolling in how awful everything was. The old Bellefleur mansion, Belle Rive, was a beehive of activity, even on a cold and ugly day. There were vans from the pest control company, a kitchen design firm, and a siding contractor parked at the kitchen entrance to the antebellum home. Life was just humming for Caroline Holliday Bellefleur, the ancient lady who had ruled Belle Rive and at least in part Bon Temps for the past eighty years.
I wondered how Portia, a lawyer, and Andy, a detective, were enjoying all the changes at Belle Rive. They had lived with their grandmother as I had lived with mine for all their adult lives. My own grandmother had been murdered a few months ago.
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And there was no reason Portia and Andy would share the pleasure of this new affluence with me. In fact, they both avoided me like the plague. But Jim had a wife and three kids. I sure needed the money. I tried real hard not to be bitter as I drove away from Belle Rive. I tried to pretend that all was well; that on his return from Seattle or wherever Bill would be a passionate lover again, and Bill would treasure me and make me feel valuable once more.
I would again have that feeling of belonging with someone, instead of being alone. Of course, I had my brother, Jason. Though as far as intimacy and companionship goes, I had to admit that he hardly counted.
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