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the back seat before I even put it into reverse. I opened my mouth to tell him to go to hell, but Marcel beat me to it.
"Just remember, Antonio, what we are about to tell you is one of the largest secrets the US Government has at the moment. To spread this information is to make yourself a target. You may give the gist of it to The Council, but I wouldn't go into detail. Please also remind them seeking to harm Ashlyn in any way would bring about retribution," he began solemnly.
"Is that a threat?"
"One does not threaten The Council. I am simply warning you. To touch Ashlyn would be considered damaging government property. They don't think of her as a person; she is their creation," he said and paused to let the information sink in to Strozzini's head. It didn't take long.
" Perdono ?"
"You heard me. Ashlyn isn't a vampire, or not entirely. They genetically engineered her to be as she is."
"Engineered, like Frankenstein's monster?"
" Exactament , they wanted a way to fight back against us, and she's it. They tried to make more, but have been completely unable to duplicate the results. She's one of a kind so far," Marcel told him and gave me a wink out of the eye Strozzini couldn't see from the back seat.
"I don't believe you, she's pure vampire. I felt her in my head."
"Show him your claws, little one," Marcel bade me.
I released the steering wheel with my right hand and reached behind me, exposing my talons to Antonio. I heard him take a deep breath and tentatively reach out and touch one. I wanted to pull my hand back and clean it with something, but I let him explore their strength and sharpness.
"I still don't believe it. How did they do it?" For the first time I thought maybe we could pull this ruse off.
"They added vampire and lycanthrope DNA to a human embryo. I don't know the exact details, but it worked. The only problem is, they can't reproduce the effect. Ashlyn is effectively a new type of being, both lycanthrope and vampire, and neither at the same time. That is why I warn you, if any harm comes to her the United States Government will be very, very unhappy," Marcel finished.
"Would they permit The Council the opportunity to meet her? If I promise no harm will come to her?"
"I can't promise anything, but I will ask," Marcel told him. I hoped jokingly.
"And what is your involvement in all of this anyway?" Strozzini asked, eyeing him suspiciously.
"Where do you think they got the vampire DNA?" Marcel lied smoothly.
* * *
"Pull in the parking area on your left," Strozzini called from the back seat. He'd been giving me directions for the past half hour while we made the drive from the Governor's Mansion to the downtown Sacramento area.
I did as he said and pulled in, finding a spot in the back. The sign by the road stood nearly thirty feet tall and illuminated the name, "Bare Fangs." I didn't get it. I assumed it had to be some sort of nightclub.
The name became clearer once we walked inside. Little leather chairs surrounded a raised platform complete with three brass poles. A statuesque vampire danced quite provocatively on the stage without a stitch of clothing. The meaning of "Bare Fangs" became quite evident.
"Welcome. There's a ten dollar cover for each of you," a large human seeming bouncer said from the counter to our right.
"Agent Ashlyn with the FBI," I told the man. He didn't seem shocked when I flashed my badge. "We're here to see Ramon Santiago. Is he around?"
"Have a seat, he should be back shortly. I'll let him know you're here," he said and motioned us through. I would've taken the closest set of chairs, but Strozzini walked down by the stage and sat at one of the smallish round tables right at the edge. I let out a sigh and made my way over to him with Marcel right behind me.
I tried not to face the stage, but Marcel pulled out the chair closest to it for me to sit. I didn't want to be rude so I sat, trying to stare off into the distance. It became extremely difficult to do so
"Just remember, Antonio, what we are about to tell you is one of the largest secrets the US Government has at the moment. To spread this information is to make yourself a target. You may give the gist of it to The Council, but I wouldn't go into detail. Please also remind them seeking to harm Ashlyn in any way would bring about retribution," he began solemnly.
"Is that a threat?"
"One does not threaten The Council. I am simply warning you. To touch Ashlyn would be considered damaging government property. They don't think of her as a person; she is their creation," he said and paused to let the information sink in to Strozzini's head. It didn't take long.
" Perdono ?"
"You heard me. Ashlyn isn't a vampire, or not entirely. They genetically engineered her to be as she is."
"Engineered, like Frankenstein's monster?"
" Exactament , they wanted a way to fight back against us, and she's it. They tried to make more, but have been completely unable to duplicate the results. She's one of a kind so far," Marcel told him and gave me a wink out of the eye Strozzini couldn't see from the back seat.
"I don't believe you, she's pure vampire. I felt her in my head."
"Show him your claws, little one," Marcel bade me.
I released the steering wheel with my right hand and reached behind me, exposing my talons to Antonio. I heard him take a deep breath and tentatively reach out and touch one. I wanted to pull my hand back and clean it with something, but I let him explore their strength and sharpness.
"I still don't believe it. How did they do it?" For the first time I thought maybe we could pull this ruse off.
"They added vampire and lycanthrope DNA to a human embryo. I don't know the exact details, but it worked. The only problem is, they can't reproduce the effect. Ashlyn is effectively a new type of being, both lycanthrope and vampire, and neither at the same time. That is why I warn you, if any harm comes to her the United States Government will be very, very unhappy," Marcel finished.
"Would they permit The Council the opportunity to meet her? If I promise no harm will come to her?"
"I can't promise anything, but I will ask," Marcel told him. I hoped jokingly.
"And what is your involvement in all of this anyway?" Strozzini asked, eyeing him suspiciously.
"Where do you think they got the vampire DNA?" Marcel lied smoothly.
* * *
"Pull in the parking area on your left," Strozzini called from the back seat. He'd been giving me directions for the past half hour while we made the drive from the Governor's Mansion to the downtown Sacramento area.
I did as he said and pulled in, finding a spot in the back. The sign by the road stood nearly thirty feet tall and illuminated the name, "Bare Fangs." I didn't get it. I assumed it had to be some sort of nightclub.
The name became clearer once we walked inside. Little leather chairs surrounded a raised platform complete with three brass poles. A statuesque vampire danced quite provocatively on the stage without a stitch of clothing. The meaning of "Bare Fangs" became quite evident.
"Welcome. There's a ten dollar cover for each of you," a large human seeming bouncer said from the counter to our right.
"Agent Ashlyn with the FBI," I told the man. He didn't seem shocked when I flashed my badge. "We're here to see Ramon Santiago. Is he around?"
"Have a seat, he should be back shortly. I'll let him know you're here," he said and motioned us through. I would've taken the closest set of chairs, but Strozzini walked down by the stage and sat at one of the smallish round tables right at the edge. I let out a sigh and made my way over to him with Marcel right behind me.
I tried not to face the stage, but Marcel pulled out the chair closest to it for me to sit. I didn't want to be rude so I sat, trying to stare off into the distance. It became extremely difficult to do so
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