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air whooshed out of his lungs as the vamp hit the hard threadbare floor. A long, rubbery rope caught on William’s foot and he grabbed it, wrapped it around the vamp’s neck, and yanked it tight.
    “Stop, stop!” the vamp gasped.
    Anger rippled through William.
    “What the hell are you doing out here?” William demanded.
    “We’re scavengers. Just scavengers.”
    William squeezed the rubbery tube harder. “What do you want with my kind?”
    “We…we sell blood.” Air barely sucked in the man’s windpipe.
    William pulled the vamp’s face close. “What?”
    “Blood. Vampire blood. We sell it.”
    “To who?”
    “Vamps,” he croaked.
    A chill raced down his spine, and his throat slammed shut like a vault door. Vamps couldn’t drink human blood without it driving them crazy, but he’d never heard of vamps drinking Vampire blood.
    “Why? What does it do?” he demanded.
    “It makes us stronger. Makes us like you.”
    William smashed the vamp in the face again spraying black blood on the floor.
    Damn. Vamps becoming vampyr. That was a new one.
    Rancid vamp blood permeated the air of the room. The coughing and wheezing of the injured vamps pounded in his head. He punched the man in the face one final time, cracking his nose and knocking him out.
    He needed to inform Danika, but first he had to get on the road. He had a mission. He needed to follow Evan. The fact that there were vamps selling vampyr and Vampire blood wasn’t something he had the time to run down at the moment.
    William stood and shook his hand, flexing his fingers to make sure nothing was broken. He turned on the lamp and surveyed the room. The two ratty vamps lay crumpled on the floor. The rubber rope was actually a rubber tube with a needle on one end and a large glass jar on the other. His stomach soured as though he’d drunk bad blood at the thought of what could have happened.
    He walked to the window and inched back the blackout curtains. The sun was low in the sky. Time to go.
    William pulled a towel from the bathroom and rubbed the black blood from his hands and chest. He stared at the two unconscious vamps and wished more than ever he had some running water.
    * * * *
    Thirty minutes later William was out on the road following Evan’s GPS signal. He pulled out his phone and dialed Danika.
    “William?”
    “I’m all right. Just leaving for Kansas.”
    “Have you had any problems?”
    “A bit. Some vamps jumped me in my motel room.”
    “Vamps?” Her voice held concern.
    “Scavengers. They said they round up our kind to sell our blood. To make them into vampyr.”
    Silence stretched out across the line.
    “Did they say who they sold it to?”
    “Uh…Sorry. I didn’t really get that far before I lost my temper.”
    “Understandable. That’s something I’ll need to look into further. The last thing we need is an army of renegade vamps turned vampyr overrunning the cities and causing problems.”
    “How are things there? How’s Neeman?”
    “We’re regrouping. Neeman is…tough. Selene has kept him in bed recouping.”
    “Give them both my best. I’ll call when I stop again.”
    “Be safe.”
    He flipped off the phone. Vamps outnumbered Society members almost three to one. If they started hunting Vampires, along with the demon attacks going on, or worse yet, if they joined with the humans… It would be the outbreak wars all over again. And this time, there was no telling who would win.
     
     

Chapter 5
     
    Evan pulled to the side of the road barely able to keep her eyes open. She’d already fallen asleep three times, only to be woken up by the bumps on the edge of the highway. Fatigue beckoned her down into a comfortable cocoon. She had to sleep.
    She’d just passed Amarillo, TX and still had a good fourteen hours to go, but with the sun beginning to set, her eyelids grew droopy like she’d attached lead weights to them. She’d been driving for almost sixteen hours straight. Surely she could take a nap for a