BIG CRIMSON 1: There's a new vampire in town. An excerpt.

Below is a very short excerpt from the first novel in my new horror series BIG CRIMSON, with the first book subtitled THERE'S A NEW VAMPIRE IN TOWN where my MC, Kyle, a young prison guard minding his own business at home late one evening, has uninvited company.

Excerpt:

With the knowledge that nothing could be accomplished before daylight and with sleep out of the question, Kyle got up and ambled back into the kitchen to fetch another beer. His head was in the refrigerator when there was a loud, metallic crash from the back-yard. Kyle instantly forgot about grabbing another bottle of Budweiser and rushed out the door, hitting the wall switch for the back-yard spot-light on the way. Outside, in the middle of a pool of light, Kyle found the prone figure of a young man—face down in the dirt—arms and legs splayed out, next to the overturned barbeque grill. It appeared as if he’d been running full tilt in the darkness and hadn’t seen the grill right in front of him.

The young man let out a groan and tried to push himself up from the dirt. “Hey, buddy, looks like you forgot to put your high beams on,” Kyle said, standing over the intruder. “And wherever you were going, this ain’t the short-cut to there.” He reached down to offer his hand and the young man gripped it tight. Kyle found himself staring into the face of a kid not more than seventeen with a gash ripped over a swollen right eye. Purplish colored blood seeped from the cut and flowed into a rivulet down the side of his face.

“Please, sir, have pity and let me come inside your house,” the kid pleaded. “I’m dead if Locke gets me.”

Kyle had no idea who Locke might be, but the rest he understood on instinct. The swollen eye told him everything, for in his short time at the Harlow Correctional Facility he’d seen more than a few inmates sporting identical wounds and knew they didn’t come from walking into a cell door. “Guess you pissed off the wrong one, dude,” Kyle said as he pulled the kid to his feet. He was quite sure he now understood why the young man was jumping over fences and racing through darkened back-yards. “Who the hell’s this Locke? Her father? Her boyfriend? You’re really screwed if it’s her husband.”

“Please tell me I can come inside, I need to hear you say the words.” Fear was painted on the kid’s face—the kind of fear Kyle had seen in the exercise yard when one of the fresh fish had gotten on the bad side of some muscle-bound Aryan Brotherhood wanna-be.

His words were cut off by a low snarl, coming out of the darkness beyond the back fence; it instantly put Kyle in mind of the pit bulls his Uncle Roy raised in a pen out behind his house in the woods near Dawkins, West Virginia. No one in the family ever said anything out loud, but it was no secret that Kyle’s uncle made some good scratch selling the pit bulls to dog-fighting rings down in Tennessee.

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