Repetition
By: Mel Kat
PrologueShe sighed, heavily.
We expect authorities to have situations under control. There is no need to worry about the "Vampire".
Blaire sighed again. "They don't get it. It's more complicated than just a psycho killer stalking the streets." Her black cat, Fate, jumped onto the couch. "Yeah, I know you understand everything that's been going on."
The sound of the front door opening interrupted the two. Fate hissed and disappeared to God-knows-where. Blaire stood up from the couch, clicked off the TV news, stretched, and made her way to the office front room. There, stood two policemen. Both were fairly short and looked as if they'd had a couple donuts too many. At the moment, they were looking at her collection: vampire canines, claws, blood samples, etc. One of the most familiar things that caused her annoyance was people knowing nothing of the complexities of her job, snooping around her business place.
However, Blaire put on a smiling face and said, "May I help you, sirs?" The two men jumped away from the display, but composed themselves, quickly.
"Ms. Blaire Limoncella, we have a message to deliver to you from the head to the police department," said one of the men.
"Well, what is it?" she inquired. The policeofficers glanced at each other.
"With all due respect, I don't have all night!"
The officer replied, "Chief Joe Jones would like your help of the um…'Vampire' case." Blaire raised a questioning eyebrow.
"He will give you a call in the morning. You can ask him all you questions then." Both officers turned towards the door.
"Have a nice night, miss." And then they disappeared out into the darkness of the night.
Fate hopped onto the counter in front of Blaire. "Now that's something even I didn't expect!" The hunter looked through the window; into the black night sky. "We'll have a lot of business tonight, Fate." Blaire stepped through the door and into the back room to prepare for the busy night ahead of her and Fate, leaving the full moon behind her to illuminate the night sky on its own.
