B00724AICC EBOK by A. J. Gallant Read Free Book Online Page A

Tanner had an additional tattoo on the back of his head that stated, “How do you like me now.” They both had distasteful blue eyes and no normal person wanted to be captured by them. They both had crooked noses from previous battles with one another, although Tanner’s was a bit more distended and freakish looking.
    It was not healthy to acquire the interest of either brother.
    They were perpetually on the lookout for crimes to commit, valuable things to abscond with, and ideas of the most notorious nature. People to kill and crimes to commit were regularly tossed around, with future aspirations of becoming vampire killing machines. How great would it be to have the power of a vampire? Tanner dreamt of it and was always disappointed to awake to his reality of being simply human. They went through vampire scenarios of blood and slaughter as normal folks planned vacations.
    They had killed and tortured a poor rich fellow and were disheartened when all his credit cards had been equipped with security chips. The amount of money that had been potentially available to them had them salivating for a time, until they discovered that the numbers provided were incorrect. Even under torture that well-heeled fellow had provided the brothers with false information, and Harris had stabbed Tanner in the shoulder over it. Harris had stated repeatedly before killing him that the rich fat guy hadn’t been telling the truth; he could see it those rich blue eyes.
    The brothers had graduated to pushing drugs years ago at around the age of sixteen, but they were now up against a gang that had taken over their area, and although they were robust individuals never inclined to back away from a fight, they were also aware that they couldn’t battle twenty Chinese thugs. The first warning had been heeded, lest they end up in the East River with cement blocks tied to them. But they had come up with a devious plan that was sure to get them a shit-load of money. They knew that everyone had a definite breaking point, especially when it came to family. It was a definite weak point in almost everyone’s shield. The rich were not easy targets, but with their daughters and sons in danger their wallets would open and the money would be spit much like the government printing money.
    It had already been considered that it could be a regular cash flow that would put daily smiles on their gruff faces, and perhaps the only plot necessary to make them rich beyond imagining. They were encouraged that it was one of their finest ideas that they had ever originated. The more it was contemplated the prettier it looked. It had all the elements of the perfect crime. The brothers were also cognisant of stories about the rich buying their way into the world of biters, and they were so looking forward to the absolute carnage that they could cause that it was delicious food for their everyday fantasies. The plan was to strike small towns and to literally suck the life out of them. They salivated at the amount of sheer terror the two could imbue with such strength at their disposal. They would purchase their way into the world of vampires.
     
    Thirteen-year-old Shenna Fisher walked home from school as she didn’t reside very far from it, and she had convinced her parents, especially her father who was a retired senator, that it was safe enough. She had red hair and was a ball of energy with her Justin Bieber backpack. Her father was away fishing bass on Lake Tohopekaliga south of Orlando Florida and having a great time. She thought she noticed the old Ford Taurus several days in a row parked on the street with an unkempt fellow and a handsome well attired man always slumped in the front seat. There was a peculiar vibe every time she noticed that Ford, though it was probably a product of her overactive imagination. She ran past the vehicle into the red brick house with her math book in hand knowing that her mother would be home in less than an hour.
    Shenna turned and