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                                        Andrew Roller Presents
 
                                                GIRL PATROL

                                            Chapter Nineteen

         It looked like spring break gone wild.  People were everywhere.  The 
streets were impassable, cars stopped or overturned and burning.  Shots 
were ringing out, but they werenÕt stopping the looting.  Amidst this 
carnage appeared two figures.  Unlike the other people who could be seen, 
they didnÕt run or show any sign of fear.  The man stepped calmly over a 
toppled rubbish bin, his wife skirted a corpse and smiled.
         ÒWonderful evening, isnÕt it?Ó Vlad said to his wife.
         ÒYes,Ó Esmelda answered.  ÒWe should have no problem feeding 
tonight.Ó  Suddenly a man appeared out of the darkness.  He looked 
desperate, yet frightened at the same time.  He was dressed in a shabby 
coat and he pointed a gun at Vlad.
         ÒGimmie everything you got!Ó the man said.  Vlad raised an eyebrow.  
Esmelda kept walking, barely noticing the man or his gun.  The man, seeing 
his prey moving past him, had to run to catch up to them.  ÒHey!Ó he cried 
to Vlad.  He trained his gun on Esmelda.  ÒGimmie everything or she gets 
it!Ó  Vlad was quick to respond.  But the man with the gun was quicker.  
Altering his aim slightly, he fired.  VladÕs arms were above the man and 
about to enclose him when the bullet from the manÕs gun hit Vlad right in 
the chest.  Vlad teetered backwards.  He looked stunned for a moment, then 
he regained his balance.  He lunged at the man.  Before the man could get 
off another round, his neck had two fangs in it.  Vlad drained the manÕs 
blood as he screamed in terror.  Esmelda stopped and turned toward the 
scene.  Smiling with amusement at the manÕs screams, she watched her 
husband consume his life essence.  The inflowing blood began a healing 
process; Vlad was feeling much better a minute later when he had finished 
with the man.
         A drained corpse, the man fell to the ground.  His gun went clattering 
along the rubbish-strewn sidewalk.  Vlad wiped blood from his mouth with 
the back of his hand.  He smacked his lips.  He looked at his wife, then 
down at his chest.  The hole in his flesh was closing rapidly.  In a few 
hours, he would be good as new, with perhaps only a light scar there to 
indicate heÕd received a mortal wound.  Or, perhaps, there would be no scar 
at all.  Being dead was a great way to stay out of the hospital.  But the 
suit was another matter.  Vlad shook his head at the hole in the fabric.  He 
would need a new one; he wasnÕt going to wear a suit that had been 
patched.
         ÒPity about the suit,Ó Esmelda said, reading her husbandÕs thoughts.
         ÒThe nearest tailor I trust is five billion years in the future,Ó Vlad 
said.  Esmelda nodded.  
         ÒYouÕll have to settle for off the rack wear,Ó she said.
         ÒDamn,Ó Vlad swore.  ÒNice meal, though,Ó he said.  He turned and 
briefly looked at the corpse.  Then he and his wife walked on, and as they 
did the lights suddenly went out.                  ÒLooks like the hamburgers 
have lost their electrical power,Ó Esmelda said.
         ÒPity.  The darkness can be so terrifying,Ó Vlad smiled to his wife.

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