Rachel Caine - Morganville Vampires 09 Ghost Town

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THE MORGANVILLE VAMPIRES NOVELS

Glass Houses
The Dead Girls Dance
Midnight Alley
Feast of Fools
Lord of Misrule
Carpe Corpus
Fade Out
Kiss of Death
Ghost Town

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To a great many wonderful people in my life whove been so helpful and supportive this time around... Heidi, J.T., Wendy, A.J., Pat, Jackie, Bill, Jo, Jean, and Sondra especially.

I hope one day to deserve all your faith and kindness.

And you, Cat. Bless you.

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

Steven Smith
Joe Bonamassa
Charles Armitage
Lucienne Diver
Barbara Tibbles
Anne Sowards (for above and beyond...)
My friends and family at NAL, Allison and Busby, and all of my other wonderful publishers worldwide!

INTRODUCTION

W ELCOME TO MORGANVILLE. YOULL NEVER WANT TO LEAVE.

So, youre new to Morganville. Welcome, new resident! There are only a few important rules you need to know to feel comfortable in our quiet little town:

Obey the speed limits.Dont litter.Whatever you do, dont get on the bad side of the vampires.

Yeah, we said vampires. Deal with it.

As a human newcomer, youll need to find yourself a vampire Protectorsomeone willing to sign a contract to keep you and yours from harm (especially from the other vampires). In return, youll pay taxes... just like in any other town. Of course, in most other towns, those taxes dont get collected by the Bloodmobile.

Oh, and if you decide not to get a Protector, you can do that, too... but youd better learn how to run fast, stay out of the shadows, and build a network of friends who can help you. Try contacting the residents of the Glass HouseMichael, Eve, Shane, and Claire. They know their way around, even if they always end up in the middle of the trouble somehow.

Welcome to Morganville. Youll never want to leave.

And even if you do... well, you cant.

Sorry about that.

ONE

O h, this doesnt sound like a good idea, Claire said, looking down at the paper that had been shoved into her hand by a passing student. She paused in the shade of the Science Building porch to read it. Only idiots stood around in full sun at Texas Prairie University in the middle of the afternoonwell, idiots and football playersso Claire angled herself into a corner where she wouldnt get buffeted by the streams of people pouring out after the end of class. There were a few hardy salmon trying to swim upstream, but she didnt think theyd make it.

People all around her were carrying the same goldenrod sheet of paper she hadstuffed into pockets, crammed into books, held in hands.

She was one of the last ones to get pamphleted, she guessed. She was just a little surprised anybody had bothered at all, given the fact that she, Claire Danvers, was small for her age, looked younger than her mid-seventeen-going-hard-on-eighteen years, and tended to blend into the crowd at the best of times. This even though her ultra-fashion-conscious housemate Evewith all the best possible intentionshad made her sit down in the bathroom and get her brown hair all highlighted so it glowed red in the sun. Still, she just wasnt... noticeable.

Shed learned it the hard way: early admission to college sucked.

Someone stopped next to her in the relative quiet of the shade. It was a tall, good-looking boy, and he dropped his backpack on the tiled floor with a thump as he looked over the same flyer she held. Huh, he said, and glanced over at her. You going?

Once she got over the dazzle of his good looks (truthfully, it didnt take that long; her boyfriend was just as cute), she checked his wrist. He was a Morganville native; he was wearing a bracelet around one wrist made out of copper and leather, with an ornate-looking symbol engraved on the central plate. It meant he was vampire propertyproperty of Ming Cho, who was one of those vampires that Claire had never directly run into. She liked it that way. Really, her circle of vampire acquaintances was way, way too large as it was.

Hey, he said again, and rattled the paper in front of her face. Anybody in there? You going?

Claire looked down at the paper again. It had a bunch of pictures and symbols on it, no words. A musical note, which meant a rave was on the menu. Some pictures of party favors, which meant that mostly illegal stuff was going to be floating around. The address was coded in the form of a riddle, which she solved easily enough; it was an address on South Rackham, among all those decaying warehouses that used to be thriving businesses. The time was pretty obvious: midnight. That was what the graphic of the witch was forthe witching hour. The date was several days away.

Not interested, she said, and handed him her copy. Not my thing.

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