Sian’s Solution excerpt

Sian’s Solution…When a vampire discovers the human man she loves has been captured and hung in a blood farm, she goes against her own kind and risks everything to save him.

Five minutes.

Panic stirred inside as she arrived at her station.

Her desk had been cleaned off.

Doreen, her friendly and always smiling co-worker, looked up from the desk behind hers. Sian had wondered from her first day at work if Doreen was faking that much happiness, but by now, Sian realized she was just ditzy. Probably figured what was going on around her was normal.

“Oh I thought you’d left,” said Doreen, a big happy grin on her face. “I’m so glad you haven’t.”

“Left?  I’m just about to go on my break. I still have another four hours to go on my shift.” Sian’s stomach now a hard knot could feel her muscles leaning out, preparing for a battle she hadn’t planned on. Or prepared for.

A frown split Susan’s face. “Really? That can’t be right. Two orderlies just came and cleaned out your desk. I asked them why and they said you’d left and wouldn’t be coming back.”

Chills raced down her legs and the hard ball in her stomach turned to lead. She fought to control her breathing, even her fangs started to slide out. “They probably just mixed me up with someone else.” Susan’s face cleared and the sun shone in again.

“Oh that makes sense. That’s great. I like working with you.”

Outwardly, Sian smiled. Inwardly, her mind raced over her options.

Sian put on the sweater she’d draped over the spare chair in the room, checking that her small purse and its valuable contents were still in the pocket. Everything in her quarters would have to be left behind. “I’m going on my break now. See you later.” She gave a quick wave good bye then slipped out the back door as if heading to the staff room.

The goons were nowhere in sight. Still someone had already initiated her disappearance – from her desk at least. She daren’t give them a chance to follow through. Her breath came out in uneven gusts as she passed the lunch room to the door at the far end. Making sure she wasn’t being watched, she slipped inside to race down the stairs. So far so good. There were several more hallways to navigate before she finally stood in front of the steel doors of the morgue. That didn’t mean the room was empty. Someone could have taken the elevator down.

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath.

One minute.

It was time.

For better or worse. Was he dead or alive?

She pushed open the double doors and entered.

And saw the camera above the first row of cabinets.

Shit.

That’s why they’d become suspicious of her. They’d seen her kiss Taz good bye. Thankfully, the camera wasn’t facing her. Unless there were more than one.

Just in case, acting as if she had an errand to run, she walked to the desk and picked up a chart and flicked through it. Then walked over to a miscellaneous drawer and made as if to open it and slipped under the camera itself. Utilizing the vampire strength she’d been born with, she pulled on the camera support redirecting its view to the cabinets beside the door and not the door itself. Careful to keep out sight, she searched for any other cameras. And found a second one above the autopsy tables. She left that one alone. Making sure there were no more, she took a deep breath and allowed herself, for the first time, to gaze on the sheet covered form still parked in front of the steel drawers.

Nothing had changed.

He hadn’t moved. Not even a twitch.

She bowed her head. Christ. She’d killed him. Tears welled up in the corner of her eyes. He should have woken up by now. He should have moved.

There was one option left. Her backup plan. A desperate attempt in desperate times. Sniffling back the pain and fear, she reached into her pocket.

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