Dreams of Death

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Dreams of Death – Shayne Carmichael & Mychael Black

Legends of the Romanorum, Book 6

A new serial killer is on the loose. As the bodies pile up, the police scrambled to make sense of the bizarre pieces of evidence. A gang of hackers following the case know a lot more than the police do. They know the killer isn’t human, and they’re putting the clues together faster than the police can. Determined to find the creature by himself, Aaron tracks down the vampire to give him an offer Aaron thinks will be difficult to turn down. Within sight of one of Aaron’s dreams, he’s not about to let fear or sanity stand in his way. Besides he can give the vampire something he needs so he doesn’t believe he’ll be the creature’s next victim.

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EXCERPT:

Aaron ditched his buddies easily enough. None of them had any clue what he was up to. If they did, they would have trailed him, then beat the ever-living shit out of him.

He’d left them trying to track Dracula and hadn’t bothered to tell any of them he had a really good clue where the killer might strike next. He didn’t think this person was a serial killer. No, it had to be an honest-to-God vampire. No matter what the speculation in the newspaper said.

With each victim, it had become easier and easier for the police to find them. The vampire was either getting exceptionally careless or, as Aaron suspected, increasingly panicked. The last victim had been found in a derelict building right outside of town. If Aaron’s hunch was correct, the vampire wouldn’t be too far off. The cops had no clue they were dealing with a real vampire. They were too busy with their killer profiling and lab reports.

No vampire in his right mind would commit these killings, not in this day and age of legal citizenship. It was far too easy to get a meal and maintain respectability for the vamps. Even the newspaper theorized it was a mortal trying to cause trouble for the vampires.

Making no effort to hide himself from anybody watching from derelict buildings, Aaron pushed open the old rusty gate of the rundown complex. The police had assumed since they hadn’t found any signs of life in the surrounding area that the killer wasn’t there. Aaron knew better. The vampire would be an expert at concealing himself from any searches, and the cops had no idea what they were really looking for. Chances were the vampire had the power to hide himself even if the cops were looking right at him. Other than the occasional breeze, everything was unusually still. The moon cast a silver-gray glow over the rubble-strewn ground, but the buildings themselves were hidden beneath shadows. It was the perfect place to hide, especially for a vampire.

He avoided the building where the yellow police tape flapped against the door. He doubted if the vampire would push his luck that much. Instead, he paused for a moment, looking over each building before he chose the one furthest from the others. It made a good place to start. Turning the knob, he found the door locked. Then he slowly circled the building, trying to find a way in.

“Bingo,” he muttered to himself, seeing the broken window in the back wall.