Vampire Apocalypse (The Arcadia Falls Chronicles #3) Read Online Free PDF

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service.
    I veered right, keeping my gun up and
ready to fire while Drew came in behind me and took the left side.
Hearing nothing right away, I stepped backward a few steps and
reached out for the wall with my left hand, searching for a light
switch. My enhanced dhampir vision allowed me to see better in the
dark than full blooded humans, so Drew needed the light more than I
did. But, a well lit room was obviously better than a dark one.
After a few seconds of groping the wall, my fingertips finally
connected with a small panel of switches. I flipped them all and
suddenly the room was bathed in a harsh fluorescent
light.
    The place looked empty, but that
didn’t mean anything. Unlike a lot of the businesses that had been
abandoned when the vampires attacked, this place was actually
pretty clean. The counters and tables were free of crumbs and
dishes; if it wasn’t for the light layer of dust, they might have
actually appeared shiny.
    It only took a few minutes for us to
clear the room, assuring it was free of vampires, and then we were
off to check the upstairs.
    As we found the stairwell and headed
up, I felt beads of sweat begin to form on my forehead. They
immediately rolled downward, threatening to sting my eyes. It was
hot outside, so that made it sweltering inside of the abandoned
bakery, which hadn’t seen any air conditioning for quite some
time.
    Drew and I didn’t speak the entire
time. He and I were one of those couples, and teammates, who worked
perfectly in silence. I had trained with Drew … and killed with
him. I could read his body language and his silent cues. Words were
not needed between the two of us.
    Upstairs, we found a studio apartment
above the shop where the owner must have lived. We went through the
same process of clearing the room as we did downstairs in the
bakery, and then took a moment really look at the apartment. It was
spic and span, but like downstairs the whole apartment was covered
in a light layer of dust, telling us that no one had been around
for quite some time.
    There were no pictures on the wall
except for paintings and artistic photographs. On the T.V. stand
there were only two frames with pictures; one was of a woman with
her big orange cat, and the other photo was just the cat. I reached
out and touched the edge of one of the shiny, wooden frames. No
family pictures for this woman, apparently.
    Feeling a rare flash of sadness for my
old life, I turned away from the photos to find Drew pushing open a
set of heavy, beige drapes. Once opened, they exposed the French
doors that led out to the balcony. The doors were made with panes
of glass squares, which allowed sunlight to pour into the dim
apartment.
    “ Still a little while
before the sun sets. You want to sit out there or in
here?”
    I shrugged. Normally inside would have
been the choice so that we could stay hidden from any of the
vampire loyal humans that might be outside, but after giving the
hot and dusty apartment another once over it felt a bit
claustrophobic. “Outside.”
    As soon as he pulled open the balcony
doors, I felt the rush of fresh air and inhaled deeply. Boy it felt
good to breathe the clean air. I hadn’t realized just how much it
had gotten to me until I got a whiff of the good stuff. We could
even see the dust particles floating around where the sunlight
streamed in.
    Drew and I exchanged a look and headed
out.
    The balcony had a wrought iron fencing
that stood about three feet tall, effectively keeping whoever was
on the balcony safely within its limits. There were gaps between
each of the posts that looked to be about four or five inches
apart, giving us plenty of space to see through if we sat down on
the floor of the balcony. Which was exactly what we did.
    Waiting out the sunset was something
that we did a lot. I wasn’t the most patient of people lately, but
it was something we had to do. Coming into the city after it was
already dark wasn’t really a good idea.
    I took one side of