Vampire in Brooklyn Page #2

on the cause of death

but all bodies so far

seem drained of blood.

- What the hell is this, Captain?

- Love Boat came in a few hours ago.

There was 18 that we know of.

Whole gang's DOA.

Aw, jeez. Ship's log?

Sort of - half rotten

and it's in a strange language.

Sent it to NYU

to see if they could figure it out.

- Witnesses?

- Night watchman, Silas Green.

Let him tell you

what he thinks he saw.

All right.

- Hey, Rita.

- Hey.

- How's your new partner holding up?

- She's cool, she just needs time.

She's had three months already.

l know her mother just died in

a nuthouse but she's got a job to do.

She's a good cop.

She'll surprise you.

That's what l'm afraid of.

- l got it.

- Kinda narrow here.

- Watch your step, lady.

- Excuse me.

My back is killing me.

How many more we got?

- Careful there.

- Give me your light.

You need a cast-iron stomach.

So you say you saw a...a what?

lt was a wolf, goddammit!

Big, black-ass wolf!

Motherf***er jumped off the boat,

ran over there

and the son of a b*tch turned into

a man! Did the flip-flop sh*t on me!

Just like a whore l knew

in Detroit in '62, '63.

l'd go over her house Saturday night,

l come through the door,

she's a man! Flip-floppin' and sh*t!

You ever had a motherf***er flip-flop

on you, going crazy and sh*t?

So the wolf you saw

looked something like that?

The wolf? That's a chihuahua compared

to the motherf***er come at me!

You're crazy. You seen a wolf, man?

- Yeah.

- To the 25th power!

You people belong behind the line!

- Hey, B, where's your coffin at?

- lt's on the boat.

On the boat? Sh*t, we can't

get it now, look at all these cops.

And you people, you people better

keep back. Killer loves to bite.

And so do l. Jump!

Killer?

- Here...here, boy.

- Oh, sh*t. Lovely, dude.

Hello.

Someone here?!

lt's you.

Someone there?

Sh*t. Damn!

- Chill. lt's just me.

- Sh*t!

- Did you see him?

- There's nobody here but us.

Someone's here. l saw him or it.

lt? What the f***...

hey, what's wrong with you?

There's a coffin.

ln here, come on.

Right in there. Look.

What? l don't see anything.

- l-l could've sworn...

- Rita, are you OK?

l'm fine. Absolutely fine!

Good, cos that's exactly what l told

Captain Dewey - absolutely fine.

- Right.

- You all right?

Let me out of here.

What is that?

lt's an ear.

A rotted-off human ear.

Yeah, but my ear? Look!

My f***ing ear done fell off!

You've another on the other side.

Besides, the benefits of

being a ghoul outweigh the drawbacks.

What benefits?

Benefit my f***ing ear back on!

You put me in the monster union?

l'm on Blue Cross?

l meant Blue Shield, brother.

l have taken refuge

in some sorry places...

This is a bargain.

My Uncle Silas is the landlord...

What the hell

is all this damn noise?

Julius, is that you?

- lt's me.

- You little scared piece of sh*t.

l ought to whoop your ass

for booking out on me.

- You wouldn't believe what l saw.

- Oh, l bet you l would.

Nobody believes me.

l know a big-ass wolf when l see one!

- What the hell's going on?!

- Just...

Who's that?

- That's my boss.

- You got a job?

What do you mean? Of course

l got a job! l got a good job, too.

- He just need a place to lay low.

- Rent's double.

- No, what?

- Triple.

- You know you missing an ear?

- That's just a trick l'm working on.

You can't triple the rent. You got...

Night started off like sh*t but...

end up pretty good.

l don't turn nothing down

but my collar. Howdy do.

Welcome. Trash man comes on Tuesdays.

God loves you, God loves me, bye.

Good thing you ran into me.

l'll hook you up.

l'll make sure everything we do

is gonna be right.

First, we in Brooklyn now, man.

You gotta get rid of this thing.

You ever heard of a futon?

Lighter, comfortabler, better

for your back, good to f*** on.

You gonna scratch your ass

f***ing on this.

A couple of things to know.

One, never sit on my coffin.

Two, l want to find the girl tonight!

Sounds good, yeah. ls there a three?

l don't like mirrors!

Got it.

Maybe l am going crazy.

What's happening to me?

Justice, it's not just the bodies

or the ear, l got a feeling.

You got a feeling about everything

and what do l say?

''Everything by the book.''

But if it ain't in the book,

going by the book won't solve it.

All l'm saying is

give something to intuition.

We've got a development

in that boat-people mess.

A couple of stiffs on Bates Street.

One guy was ripped to pieces.

- What about the other guy?

- He's in one piece

- except he's missing a heart.

- Two blocks from the docks.

- Very good.

- What about the ship's log?

The university couldn't make sense

of it so they sent it to this Dr...

Zeko.

Apparently, some sort of specialist.

- Zeko. What's the address?

- 315 South Rockaway.

That's a tough neighbourhood.

What kind of doctor is he?

l don't know,

maybe he's a heart specialist.

- Let's check it out.

- l didn't finish my coffee.

Take it with you. Go. Come on.

Captain, here's

the latest figures on the boat.

Zeko's, huh? Yeah, l got me the 41 1 .

l got the info and a Happy Meal.

Good!

Things were progressing well.

Rita's vision of herself

dead in my coffin

was a certain sign

she was destined to be my mate.

Even my ghoul was performing well

those duties only a ghoul can do

when the cursed sun drives a vampire

to the shelter of his coffin.

ln return, he would enjoy

all the perks of ghouldom,

maybe someday make vampire himself,

all with only minor side effects.

Sh*t! What...

What are you...

What are you doing sitting there?

- You got the dropsies, l think.

- Got no dropsies.

So, tell me, uh...tell me

what you think of these wheels.

l say lucky it's an automatic

cos you don't have enough hands

to shift and drive

at the same damn time.

- A wedding?

- A funeral.

- Very nice touch.

- l knew you'd like it.

l used to look like that in '62.

Same hair. Same clothes.

Stop harassing the man.

lf l was you,

l'd take a dick check quick.

lt's all there. lt's all there.

Thank God for small favours,

and l do mean small.

See that?

Young punk.

Max, why didn't you bite this b*tch

when you had the chance?

She has to give herself to me

voluntarily.

Hey, this is Brooklyn, baby.

Don't nobody give up sh*t unless you

got some cold cash or a hot slug.

ln this case, l know more about her

than she knows about herself.

One dance with me, one dance,

and she'll be mine.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Now you're talking, player.

l bet you dance that Hammer sh*t.

Show me what you gonna do

when you get in there.

Show me that old Hammer sh*t you

gonna do. That's some good sh*t, man.

Am l gonna be able to disappear

in the mirror too?

l'm warning you. Drive the limo

and shut your f***ing mouth.

- Shut up!

- Hey, man, not while l'm driving!

- Shut the f*** up!

- Sh*t! l'm driving...

- Goddammit!

- ..and you give me a brain aneurysm?

You put somebody eye out!

l had the lab do a check on that

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