wouldn’t be surprised if they didn’t pin every unsolved murder that has occurred over the past fifty years on you.”
“And how are they ever gonna know that we are Vampyrus?” I said. “It’s not as if we don’t look human. We don’t go around brandishing our fangs and flapping our wings for the fun of it.”
“They will know when they carryout x-rays on good Sergeant Murphy here,” Harker beamed. “They’ll take one look at those x-rays and see that his bone structure is nothing like that of a human being.”
“Now why would they want to x-ray me?” Murphy growled at him.
“So they can find the bullet,” he said, snatching a gun from his waistband and shooting Murphy with it.
5
The pop of the gun firing in the underpass was deafening and I couldn’t help but flinch backwards. The smell of gunpowder was overwhelming. Everything seemed to happen at once. Murphy spun around on the spot as if doing some weird Michael Jackson move and Luke shot forward in a spray of shadows, catching the Sarge in his arms before he hit the floor.
Blood pumped from Murphy’s right thigh and he covered it with his hand. His already-pale skin seemed lighter, if that were even possible, and beads of sweat covered his brow.
“What the fuck have you done?” I barked at Harker.
“Back off, Potter,” Harker snapped, pointing the gun at my head, “or I’ll be decorating the walls of this underpass in a delicate shade of gray matter!”
Despite his warning, I made towards him. Harker shook his head slowly from side to side, holding the gun steady and said, “Get back in your pram, Potter. I mean what I say,” as if to prove it, he fired another shot. I felt the bullet whiz past my right cheek and explode into the wall behind me.
“You won’t have that gun forever, Harker,” I warned him, “and the moment you drop your guard, I’ll drop you.”
“If you think your threats intimidate me, Potter, you must think I was born yesterday.” Harker smiled.
“It’s a shame you weren’t, as we could have started your personality from scratch!” I spat. Then looking back over my shoulder, I could see Luke had rested Murphy on the floor.
“You won’t get away with this,” Luke said, glaring up at Harker.
“I already have,” Harker beamed, and I so much wanted to rip that smug look from his face.
“If you think this is going to persuade us to help you catch your rogue Lycanthrope, Harker, then you’re crazier than I thought,” Murphy groaned as he applied pressure to the wound with his hands. I could see streams of black blood seeping through his fingers.
Shaking his head, Harker stared down at Murphy and said, “You’re not going in search of this wolf, you’re just insurance.”
“Against what?” Murphy breathed as he gritted his teeth in pain.
“Potter retuning with the body of the wolf that’s been killing all the children of Little Hope,” he said.
“You must be smacked up to your tits on drugs if you think I’m going to help you,” I barked. “I’d rather stick pins in my eyes.”
“Maybe another bullet may make you reconsider,” Harker said, waving the gun before Murphy. “Let me see, where should I put the next one?”
Covering Murphy’s body with his own, Luke raised his hand in the air and said, “Okay, Okay! We get the message. What’s the plan?”
“Plan? You’re not really going to help Sweeny Todd over there, are you?” I choked, looking at Luke but pointing at Harker.
“I don’t think we have much of a choice,” Luke shot back with a grim look in his eyes.
“Listen to your friend,” Harker said, looking at me with his rodent-like eyes. “Now, this is what I want you to do...”
“I don’t take orders from scum like you,” I hissed at him.
“Listen to him, Potter,” Murphy groaned in pain.
I looked down at Murphy and his blue jeans now looked black from the blood that continued to flow from the gunshot wound. His face glistened with sweat and he