Page 157 of The Gathering


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“Almost…back…danger.”

His voice was breaking up.

“Tucker, I can’t—”

“Listen—Jacob…killer…vampyr.”

“What?”

His voice cut through: “Jacob is our killer. Jacob IS Nathan Bell.”

The line crackled and went dead. Barbara looked at her phone. Then she looked back at the body.

Jacob IS Nathan Bell.

She reached forward and carefully unwrapped the blanket from Jacob’s head.

Marcus’s frozen face stared up at her.

What the hell?

And that was when she heard the tear of a zip.

She turned. Jacob leaped from the body bag on the table and landed on the floor. His hair was frosted with ice, throat black with crusted blood.

“Jacob!”

His lips cracked in a smile and he darted for the door. Shit. Barbara pushed herself to her feet and ran after him. The kitchen was dark. She pointed her flashlight around. There weren’t many places to hide in here, except behind the row of stoves.

“Jacob.” She took a couple of steps forward. “Or should I call you Nathan? Posing as your own son. Clever, I’ll give you that.”

Silence.

“You want to tell my why you killed Marcus, and Todd?”

This time he spoke. “Because I’m a killer. All vampyrs are.”

Ahead, to her right. She moved forward in that direction.

“If you’re so proud of being a vampyr, why pretend to be human?”

“I did what I had to, to survive.”

“That why you hooked up with Mitch, pretended to be father and son?”

“We were useful to each other. I helped him scam people. He gave me cover.”

“So, why come back here?”

“Money. The house—and because there’s no place like home—”

Two heavy pans hurtled in her direction. Barbara dodged, but one still skimmed her ear, knocking her into the stoves.

“Owww. Shit!”

She clutched at her ear. The door to the bar thudded open and a dark shadow scuttled out. He was so much quicker than her, and he had the advantage of seeing in the dark. Cursing again, Barbara stumbled after him, bursting through the door into the Grill. She couldn’t let him get out of here. Once he did, he could disappear back into the forest. She needed to block his exit and take him down.

A chair scraped to her left. She spun the flashlight around but could only see more tables and chairs.

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