“Sorry, I didn’t expect to actually meet a…shall I say, good, vampire here.”
Isaiah chuckled. “Believe it or not Ms. Howell, not all vampires are bad.”
“I didn’t mean that…”
“I know what you meant. No offense taken.”
Kenzie felt herself blushing. She wasn’t particularly shy but she’d never even met a vampire before. They drank blood for crying out loud. How could the police trust him?
“Vampires have laws too,” Isaiah said. “A little different from humans of course, but laws just the same.”
“How did you…?”
“My apologizes, I guess no one told you that vampires can read minds.”
Kenzie had to sit down then. She also had to think how her size 12 body might have been very ungraceful in doing so. Then she saw Isaiah smile.
“Ack, please don’t read my mind! I’ll never be able to do this job if I can’t have one thought to myself.”
“Sorry, it’s a habit. Whenever I meet someone new I want to learn all I can about them. But I can control when I read minds. Since you asked, I won’t read your mind unless you ask me to.”
“Thank you, I appreciate it.”
“All right you two,” Carlos said from behind his desk that he was still standing behind. “It seems you’ll both need to learn a lot of things about each other as well as the case. But Kenzie, as Isaiah said, vampires do have laws. I’m sure you’re thinking of them as blood-sucking monsters like you see in the movies. That’s one of the laws we have here – no vampire can suck blood. They live off plasma juice and plasma fruit.”
Isaiah opened his suitcase and withdrew what looked like a larger-than-average juice box. On it were lips with pointy teeth.
“This is plasma juice,” he explained.
Kenzie tried to hide a shudder. No wonder she preferred werewolves. She hoped Isaiah didn’t hear that.
But if he had, he didn’t let on. Maybe he actually kept his word.
Carson continued. “We don’t know for sure how vampires came to be, but obviously they’re still being created in today’s world. That’s why we also made a law about turning people into vampires. The only time this is allowed is if a person asks to be turned into a vampire. Otherwise it’s illegal.”
“How do you define illegal? If I remember my vampire history correctly, vampires are much stronger and faster than humans. What are you going to do? Put them in the sun?”
Isaiah got a laugh out of that one. “Contrary to what the media portrays,” he said, “we don’t instantly die if in the sun. However, it is very painful for us to walk in the sun. Our skin basically becomes scorched and we feel ill. It won’t kill us, though we still prefer to be active at night. It's also possible to spend too much time in the sun, causing us to become weak and lose our supernatural abilities.”
“In answer to your question Ms. Howell,” Carson interjected as he sat down, “we don’t put vampires in the sun, but rather there is a high authority of vampires that deals with the incidents. If they know a vampire is doing wrong, and who it is, they’ll take care of it.”
Kenzie didn’t even want to know how it was dealt with. But she was willing to bet it had something to do with stakes through the heart or dismemberment.
Instead, she asked, "Who is this vampire authority?"
"No one knows. We have never even seen them. Don't even know if it's a man or woman. All we know is, when it's proven that a vampire is guilty of a crime, the authority takes care of it."
At that moment, the chief’s phone rang. He answered it and his brow quickly furrowed. “I understand,” he said and hung up.
“I’m afraid we’ll have to go over some more notes later,” he said as he stood up again.
“Why’s that?” Isaiah asked.
“Two more bodies have just been discovered.”
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