0221: The Vampire's Daughter Book Three

"Here," Jamie said opening a door. Sol stepped into the dark room and turned on the light. The room was completely tiled with a drain in the middle. Hiding behind a steel table was a completely naked young man.

"He's a child," Sol said, with a stern look at the boy's captor.

"I already told you. I thought he was a gift."

"This is the reason I left, you know that, right?"

"Yes. The fact that you always deny what you are," Jamie shot back. "I'll leave you two alone."

Sol turned back to the boy, who was watching, still cowered behind the surgical table. Sol closed the door and leaned against the wall. He slid down to a squatting position.

"Do you know who I am?" he asked the boy.

The boy said nothing.

"My name is Sol. I assume you work for my lawyers."

"Sun Partners," the boy said.

"Yes."

"No one has ever met you."

"That's not true. Those that have wouldn't tell you, and if they did, they wouldn't live long after the told you."

"Are you going to kill me?"

"That depends."

"I won't tell anyone, God I won't tell anyone," the boy said.

"How old are you?"

"Nineteen sir."

"What's your name?"

"Francis McGinn."

"McGinn? The name is familiar, but I can't place it. How are you related to the family?"

"I'm the son of Abigale Johnson."

"Oh yes, she was married off to an Irishman about 20 years ago. McGinn. What a wonderful affair. Your grandfather made sure I was invited."

Francis said nothing.

"I guess your grandfather wanted to bring you into the business."

"Against my mother's wishes, yes."

"Are in school?"

"No sir. Grandfather wanted me to work at a different level. He said I should learn from the ground up. When I was sixteen I started in the mail room. This was my fourth job a a courier."

"Well, Francis, you have learned a great deal in the last day or so. Come out."

Francis stood up and stepped out from behind the table. Sol looked him over. He was a lanky boy with reddish-brown hair. "Uncover yourself," Sol said.

The boy took his hands from his genitals, fully exposing himself to Sol. His ankles and wrists were bruised and cut up. His body had various bite marks and his privates was badly bruised with pierce marks up and down the shaft.

Sol looked to the floor. "I'm sorry. I didn't intend for this to happen."


[The Vampire’s Daughter: An ongoing vampire story. Copyright Reuben Gregg Brewer, 2005, 2006. All rights reserved.]