Free The Morganville Vampires Collection (The Morganville Vampires #1-4) by Rachel Caine Page B

by the time they spend their last dime putting your picture on milk cartons and chasing down rumours of how you ran off with somebody else’s boyfriend? They’re going to hate to even think about you. Morganville’s got it downto a science, making people disappear. They never disappear here . Always somewhere else.’
    Monica wasn’t taunting her. That was the scary part. She was talking evenly, quietly, as if they were two equals having a friendly conversation.
    ‘You want to know why I live in Howard?’ she continued. ‘Because in this town, I can live anywhere I want. Any way I want. And you – you’re just a walking organ donor. So take my advice, Claire. Don’t get in my face, because if you do, you won’t have one for long. Are we clear?’
    Claire nodded slowly. She didn’t dare look away. Monica reminded her of a feral dog, one that would jump for your throat the second you showed weakness. ‘We’re clear,’ she said. ‘You’re kind of a psycho. I get that.’
    ‘I might be,’ Monica agreed, and gave her a slow, strange smile. ‘You’re one smart little freak. Now run away, smart little freak, before I change my mind and stick you in one of these old suitcases for some architect to find a hundred years from now.’
    Claire blinked. ‘Archaeologist.’
    Monica’s eyes turned winter cold. ‘Oh, you’d better start running away now.’
    Claire went back to where Jennifer was standing, and reached behind her to drag the phone out from between the boxes. She held it up to Monica. ‘Speakclearly for the microphone. I want to make sure my friends get every word.’
    For a second, nobody moved, and then Monica laughed. ‘Damn, freak. You’re going to be fun.’ She glanced away from Claire, behind her. ‘Not until I say so.’
    Claire looked over her shoulder. Gina was standing there, right there , and she had some kind of metal bar in her hand.
    Oh my God . There was something awful and cold in Gina’s eyes.
    ‘She’ll get hers,’ Monica said. ‘And we’ll get to watch. But hey, why hurry? I haven’t had this much fun in years.’
    Claire’s legs felt like they’d suddenly turned into overcooked spaghetti. She wanted to throw up, wanted to cry, and didn’t dare do anything but pretend to be brave. They’d kill her down here if they thought she was bluffing.
    She walked past Gina, between two girls who wouldn’t meet her eyes at all, and put her hand on the doorknob. As she did, she glanced down at the phone’s display.
    No signal.
    She opened the door, walked outside, and found her bags dumped on the grass where she’d been abducted. She pocketed the phone, picked up the bags, and walked across the parking lot to Eve’s car. Eve wasstill sitting in the driver’s seat, looking clown-pale and scared.
    Claire tossed her bag in the back as Eve asked, ‘What happened? Did they see you?’
    ‘No,’ Claire said. ‘No problems. I’ve got class. I’ll see you later. Thanks, Eve. Um – here’s your phone.’ She passed it over. Eve took it, still frowning. ‘I’ll be home before dark.’
    ‘Better be,’ Eve said. ‘Seriously, Claire. You look – weird.’
    Claire laughed. ‘Me? Check the mirror.’
    Eve flipped her off, but the same way she’d have flipped off Shane. Claire grabbed her backpack, closed the door, and watched Eve’s big black car cruise away. Heading back to work, she guessed.
    She got halfway to her chem lab when her reaction hit her, and she sat down on a bench and cried silently into her hands.
    Oh my God. Oh my God, I want to go home ! She wasn’t sure if that meant back to Michael’s house, or all the way home, back in her room with her parents watching over her.
    I can’t quit . She really couldn’t. She never in her life had been able to, even when it might have been the smart thing to do.
    She wiped her swollen eyes and went to class.

      
    Nobody killed her that afternoon.
    After the first couple of hours, she quit expecting it to happen, and