asked.
âMissouri State Highway Patrol has this one. Sergeant Freemont is the investigator in charge. She doesnât think it was a vampire because the bodies are cut up. Pieces of the bodies are missing. I had to do a lot of tap dancing to get that much information out of her. Sergeant Freemont seems convinced that RPIT is going to come in and steal all the glory. She was particularly worried about our headline-stealing pet zombie queen.â
âItâs the pet part that I mind the most,â I said. âBut she sounds charming.â
âIâll bet sheâs even more charming in person,â Dolph said.
âAnd I get to meet her?â
âGiven the choice between a large chunk of the squad coming down later and just you right now, she chose you. I think she sees you alone, without us to back you up, as the lesser evil.â
âNice to be the lesser evil for a change,â I said.
âYou might get upgraded,â Dolph said. âShe doesnât know you too well yet.â
âThanks for the vote of confidence. Let me test my understanding here. None of you are coming up to the scene?â
âNot right away. You know weâre shorthanded until Zerbrowski gets back on duty.â
âWhat does the Missouri State Highway Patrol think about a civilian helping them in a murder investigation?â
âI made it clear that you are a valuable member of my squad.â
âThanks for the compliment, but I still donât have a badge to flash.â
âYou may if that new federal law goes into effect,â Dolph said.
âDonât remind me.â
âDonât you want to be a federal marshal?â His voice was very mild. Nah, amused.
âI agreed they should license us, but giving us what amounts to federal marshal status is ridiculous.â
âYou could handle it.â
âBut who else? John Burke with the power of the law behind him? Give me a break.â
âIt wonât get passed, Anita. The pro-vampire lobby is too strong.â
âFrom your lips to Godâs ear. Unless they revoke the need for court orders of execution, it wonât make killing them any easier, and they wonât do that. Iâve already gone out of state to execute vamps. I donât need no stinking badge.â
Dolph laughed. âIf you run into trouble, give a yell.â
âI really donât like this, Dolph. Iâm out here investigating a murder without any official status.â
âSee, you do need a badge.â I heard him sigh over the phone. âLook, Anita, I wouldnât leave you solo if we didnât have problems of our own. Iâve got a body on the ground here. When I can, Iâll send somebody. Hell, Iâd like you to come take a look at our corpse. Youâre our resident monster expert.â
âGive me some details and Iâll try to play Kreskin.â
âMale, early twenties, rigor hasnât set in.â
âWhereâs the body?â
âHis apartment.â
âHowâd you get there so soon?â
âNeighbor heard a fight, called 911. They called us.â
âGive me his name.â
âFredrick Michael Summers, Freddy Summers.â
âHe got any old vampire bites on his body? Healed bites?â
âYeah, quite a few. Looks like a damn pincushion. Howâd you know?â
âWhatâs the first rule of a homicide?â I said. âYou check the nearest and dearest. If he had a vamp lover, thereâd be healed bite marks. The more of them, the longer the relationship has gone on. No vamp can bite a victim three times within a month without running the risk of killing them and raising them as a vamp. You can have different vamps bite somebody, but that would make Freddy a vampire junkie.Ask the neighbors if there were a lot of different guys or girls going in and out at night.â
âIt never occurred to me that a vampire could be