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    Dark Relic: Vampires' Curse
    Dark Relic: Vampires' Curse
    Dark Relic: Vampires' Curse
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    Dark Relic: Vampires' Curse

    By Lauralynn Elliott

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    Libby Fox is just a regular private investigator, snooping on wayward husbands and cheating business partners. That is, until Adam Ryder walks into her office and asks her to find a missing person. Before she even gets a chance to do much investigating, it turns out that the missing person has been kidnapped to force a trade for a beautiful and dangerous artifact, and Libby’s job description changes to hostage exchange. But there is more to her client than she could possibly have realized, and Libby is drawn into a world darker than she dreamed had existed. Now she’s torn between the feelings she’s beginning to have for Adam, and the fact that he lives in a world she’s not sure she can be a part of.

    This is the first novella in The Libby Fox series. Approximately 27,600 words.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLauralynn Elliott
    Release dateJun 22, 2011
    ISBN9781458131157
    Dark Relic: Vampires' Curse
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    Lauralynn Elliott

    Lauralynn Elliott is an independently published author of paranormal and fantasy romance books, as well as some horror. She started the indie journey several years ago and has never regretted it, loving the freedom to publish what she wants when she wants. You will find everything from vampires and ghosts to elves and wizards in her novels and novellas. She enjoys putting a little bit of a different twist on some of the old ideas about our favorite fictional characters. Lauralynn lives in the southeastern United States with her husband of many years. She has two grown sons whom she adores. Reading, playing computer games, and spending time with friends are some of her favorite activities.

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      Dark Relic - Lauralynn Elliott

      Dark Relic: Vampires’ Curse

      Lauralynn Elliott

      Published by Lauralynn Elliott at Smashwords

      Copyright Lauralynn Elliott 2011

      Cover Design by Anya Kelleye

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person you share it with. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then you should return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      AUTHOR’S NOTE: The following is a work of fiction. All people, places, and events are purely products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual people, places, or events is entirely coincidental.

      Chapter One

      I wasn’t in a very good mood the day I met him. I had just been stiffed by a client when the check he gave me bounced like a rubber ball. It was seven o’clock on a brisk October day in

      Georgia when I heard the knock at my door.

      I’m closed! I shouted at the person who dared darken my door after hours.

      Although I thought I had used my firm voice, the visitor persisted, the knocking becoming a little more insistent. I sighed and wearily rose to my feet, wondering what sort of reprobate I had attracted this time. My clients weren’t the most upstanding people in town. But I was hoping to change my image.

      I unlocked the door to my small office and prepared to usher my visitor in. But he stood there looking at me expectantly, as if my come in gesture was beneath him.

      Would you please come in? I said, somewhat sarcastically. It was lost on him, it seemed.

      I wish to contract your services, he said rather formally as he walked into my office.

      Right to the point, huh? Okay, sit down and we’ll talk about it. I’m Libby Fox. Well, I guess you know that since my name is on the door.

      He eyed the dilapidated chair that sat across from my desk, and to tell the truth, I didn’t really blame him. He gingerly sat down, not doing a very good job of hiding his distaste. Again, I didn’t blame him.

      So, Mr., um…. I started.

      Ryder. Adam Ryder.

      Bond. James Bond. Okay, Mr. Ryder, what can I do for you?

      I have a serious problem that I think you might be able to help me with. Do you find missing persons? he asked.

      Find them? Well, I do my best. Is someone missing?

      He hesitated. Will all this be kept in confidence?

      I assured him it would and encouraged him to go on.

      The problem is that I’ve lost someone who was in my charge. I need you to help me find her.

      I studied him closely. Mr. Ryder was definitely easy on the eyes. Of course, I didn’t have much to compare him to these days. But he was a handsome man, if a little on the pale side. He was tall and thin, and his face was as close to perfect as I had seen in awhile. He had dark hair that was thick and a little curly. It was his eyes, though, that was his most striking feature. They were the strangest shade of dark violet I had ever seen. His eyes reminded me of a purple storm cloud. And those eyes seemed far too old and wise for someone who looked about thirty.

      From where did this person disappear?

      She was at my home, and I was responsible for her. She disappeared while I was…out.

      The hesitation wasn’t lost on me, and I wondered what was really going on here. But, hey, it was a paycheck.

      I said, So the last time you saw her, she was at your house? What’s the missing person’s name?

      Julie.

      I raised my eyebrows at him and he said, Julie Bowman.

      I’m going to have to have some information on her. How old is she? Why was she in your charge?

      She’s sixteen years old and her father needed me to watch after her for awhile. I don’t think the reasons for that are relevant to the investigation, said Mr. Ryder.

      Let me be the judge of that, I said. "For right now, I’ll let that go. But be prepared to give me more information when I start the investigation. If I start the investigation. First, we need to discuss my fee."

      That’s irrelevant, he said with a wave of his hand.

      Irrelevant? Excuse me, but it’s very relevant to me, I said.

      Forgive me, he said. I didn’t mean to imply your fee was unimportant. What I meant was that it doesn’t matter how much it costs. I have to find Julie regardless of the fee.

      Now he was talking. I’ll need a retainer of, um, five thousand dollars. I pulled a figure out of the air. He didn’t flinch.

      Then, I continued, I’ll submit an expense report every couple of days, and I assume you’ll be prepared to pay those expenses. We’ll talk about the rest of the fee when I find out more about the situation and what all it will entail. But I expect it will be somewhere in the vicinity of five hundred dollars a day. That’s not counting the expenses, of course.

      That’s fine, he said. I’ll come back tomorrow evening at this same time with a file containing all the information you need. At that time, we’ll start on the investigation.

      Whoa, wait a minute, I said. "We won’t be starting an investigation. I’m the private investigator. You’re the client. We don’t work together like that. And what’s this about coming at the same time tomorrow? I close at six. You just happened to catch me here because I worked a little late tonight."

      Ms. Fox, forgive me, but you work late nearly every night. Do you really think I wouldn’t have done a little investigation on my own before hiring you?

      You’ve been watching me? I asked.

      Of course I have. You come in at eight o’clock every morning after stopping for a biscuit at the local breakfast shop a few doors down. You bring the biscuit here to eat while sipping on gourmet coffee that you make here. Good coffee seems to be your only indulgence. Your clients are, shall we say, questionable, but you seem to do a good job at whatever they hire you to do. You often stay here until eight o’clock at night. And your fees are usually much less than what you’re charging me, but I’m willing to pay whatever you ask.

      My mouth was opening and closing like that of a fish as he turned and walked out my door, looking as good from the back as he did from the front. For the first time in years, I was speechless.

      After the shock of being practically stalked wore off, I starting going over in my head the conversation that I had just had. I wondered why he had chosen me to find his missing person. There had to be many more private investigators with much better resources than I had. It was probably best not to look a gift horse in the mouth, though. After all, this was the best paying job I had ever had. My clients were usually men or women wanting to find out if their spouses were cheating on them. I’ve also had cases where the client wanted me to find items that had been stolen from them and didn’t want the police involved. So this was a step up.

      I locked up my office and drove the ten minutes to my apartment building. I climbed the stairs to the fourth floor, since the elevator had been out of order since the Ice Age. Or maybe the Stone Age. I never could get my history straight. I unlocked the door and stepped inside, and was greeted by my cat, Sherlock, who wound around my legs as I went into my tiny kitchen to put cat food in

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