pink carnation. She eventually saw him sat in the far corner of the café eyes staring down at the days broadsheet while drinking from a large mug of coffee. He was a handsome man in his late thirties early forties, with slicked black hair and designer glasses he wore a very sharp looking navy suit with the pink carnation pinned to the jacket pocket.
“Mr Price” Summer asked tentivaly as she approached the table
“Miss Richards I persume” Price said as he extended a hand. As Summer expected he was very well spoken with a slight poshness and confidence to his voice
“That’s me” Summer said as she gave Price it a firm handshake
“A pleasure to meet you” he smiled
At least the man seemed nice so far Summer thought to herself as she took a seat at Price’s table.
“Can I get you a drink” Price offered
“No thank you, I would rather we got straight down to business if that’s ok”
“That’s fine by me” Price agreed as he fiddled with his flower as he tried to remove it from his jacket. Finally freeing the carnation he placed the pretty flower on top of his folded up broad sheet and took a sip of his coffee before he began to speak to Summer.
“I assume by now that you have worked out that your killers next target could well be you”
“How the hell do you……” Summer started before Price cut her off
“Look we don’t have time to get into how I know confidential informationa and we both know I’m not going to tell you no matter what you say. But what I am at liberty to discuss is your perporator”
“What do you know about him” Summer pressed
“It’s not a him” Price told her
“So your saying my suspect is female”
“No. I am saying that it’s not human”
“Excuse me” Summer said growing annoyed
“Come on don’t play daft with me you have seen the corpse and read the coroners reports. As much as you loath to admit it there is only one creature that can leave a body devoid of blood with two punctuer wounds in the neck”
“Such creatures don’t exist” Summer said stubbornly
“refusing to call them by name doesn’t make them any less real” Price responded
“Look I didn’t come here to be spoken down to by a ponce like you”
“I apologise” Giles said holding his hands up defensively “I didn’t mean to offend you, but deep down you know I am right. I understand that like any sane person you have tried to push the Vampire theory to the back of your mind adamant that it can’t be true. Many people would of succeded in such practice successfully forgetting about such nonsense. But not you am I right?. No matter how hard you try the word Vampire keeps pushing itself to the forefront of your mind. Do you know why?
“I’m sure your about to tell me” replied a flippant Summer.
“Because its instinct that’s ingrained into your DNA” Price continued ignoring the tone of Summers response. “and buried deep into your sub-consciousness”
“What are you on about” demanded an increasingly agitated Summer Richards
“You are the Chosen, you are the Demon Hunter” Price insisted without a hint of humour in his voice
“Are you mad?” Summer asked sternly
“I can asure you I am quite sane” Price replied unflinchingly
“I don’t have to listen to this bullshit” Summer huffed as she stood up from her chair
“Yes you do” Price responded harshly never taking his eyes off the young detective. “Vampire or not the killer is coming for you and if you are not ready he will kill you like the others”
Summer ignored the mad man sprouting out nonsense at the table and turned around walking away as quickly as she could. But the crazy man continued talking raising his voice as she moved away from the table. Telling her that she wasn’t ready and that guns wouldn’t work. He may of said more but Summer didn’t catch the last of it as she hurried out of the café desperate to get away from the mad man. She had a feeling meeting him would be
“Mr Price” Summer asked tentivaly as she approached the table
“Miss Richards I persume” Price said as he extended a hand. As Summer expected he was very well spoken with a slight poshness and confidence to his voice
“That’s me” Summer said as she gave Price it a firm handshake
“A pleasure to meet you” he smiled
At least the man seemed nice so far Summer thought to herself as she took a seat at Price’s table.
“Can I get you a drink” Price offered
“No thank you, I would rather we got straight down to business if that’s ok”
“That’s fine by me” Price agreed as he fiddled with his flower as he tried to remove it from his jacket. Finally freeing the carnation he placed the pretty flower on top of his folded up broad sheet and took a sip of his coffee before he began to speak to Summer.
“I assume by now that you have worked out that your killers next target could well be you”
“How the hell do you……” Summer started before Price cut her off
“Look we don’t have time to get into how I know confidential informationa and we both know I’m not going to tell you no matter what you say. But what I am at liberty to discuss is your perporator”
“What do you know about him” Summer pressed
“It’s not a him” Price told her
“So your saying my suspect is female”
“No. I am saying that it’s not human”
“Excuse me” Summer said growing annoyed
“Come on don’t play daft with me you have seen the corpse and read the coroners reports. As much as you loath to admit it there is only one creature that can leave a body devoid of blood with two punctuer wounds in the neck”
“Such creatures don’t exist” Summer said stubbornly
“refusing to call them by name doesn’t make them any less real” Price responded
“Look I didn’t come here to be spoken down to by a ponce like you”
“I apologise” Giles said holding his hands up defensively “I didn’t mean to offend you, but deep down you know I am right. I understand that like any sane person you have tried to push the Vampire theory to the back of your mind adamant that it can’t be true. Many people would of succeded in such practice successfully forgetting about such nonsense. But not you am I right?. No matter how hard you try the word Vampire keeps pushing itself to the forefront of your mind. Do you know why?
“I’m sure your about to tell me” replied a flippant Summer.
“Because its instinct that’s ingrained into your DNA” Price continued ignoring the tone of Summers response. “and buried deep into your sub-consciousness”
“What are you on about” demanded an increasingly agitated Summer Richards
“You are the Chosen, you are the Demon Hunter” Price insisted without a hint of humour in his voice
“Are you mad?” Summer asked sternly
“I can asure you I am quite sane” Price replied unflinchingly
“I don’t have to listen to this bullshit” Summer huffed as she stood up from her chair
“Yes you do” Price responded harshly never taking his eyes off the young detective. “Vampire or not the killer is coming for you and if you are not ready he will kill you like the others”
Summer ignored the mad man sprouting out nonsense at the table and turned around walking away as quickly as she could. But the crazy man continued talking raising his voice as she moved away from the table. Telling her that she wasn’t ready and that guns wouldn’t work. He may of said more but Summer didn’t catch the last of it as she hurried out of the café desperate to get away from the mad man. She had a feeling meeting him would be
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