Rachel Caine - Daylighters

Without Ter Matthies, this whole series would never have existed. Thank you, Ter. Love and respect, and I will always remember your light.

Also: Heidi Berthiaume, Jemina Venter, Sarah Weiss, Janet Cadsawan, NiNi Burkart, Lucienne Diver, and Anne Sowardsall of whom deserve my utmost love and respect.

Morganville, Texas, isnt like any other dusty small town. Its got secrets. Its a company town . . . and the company is vampires. If you stay, you work for them, signing special agreements for Protection and paying a tax in earnings or blood for the privilege of not being, yknow, eaten.

Its worked for a couple of centuries under the iron-in-velvet touch of the Founder, Amelie . . . but the past few years have been turmoil, trouble, and rebellion. Claire Danvers left to get away from it all, embarking on a special study program at MIT. But even if you can take the girl out of Morganville, you cant take Morganville out of the girland she ran headlong into a menacing new enemy who knew way too much about vampires. The Daylight Foundation.

Now Claires returning home with her housemates (Eve, Michael, and Shane) and her allies (her bipolar mad scientist boss, Myrnin; Amelies ex-second-in-command, Oliver; Claires new vampire friend, Jesse) and Dr. Anderson, a captive scientist who was once a Morganville native, now turned traitor.

But home sure isnt the way they left it. . . .

Claire stared at the creaking billboard that marked the town limits of Morganville, Texas, and thought, I ought to be crying. Her best friend, Eve, already was, in helpless, furious sobs. Claire held on to her and did all the sympathetic things rightmurmured that it would be okay, patted her on the back, hugged her.

But although she said all the right things, she felt . . . empty. Dry as the sand that blew through the desert outside the police cruisers windows. They were sitting in the backseat, behind steel mesh, and the doors wouldnt open from the inside. The cruiser was made like a taxi, but it most definitely wasnt one since it took you only where you didnt want to go. Namely, to jail.

And across from where their cruiser was parked, four limp vampire bodies were being loaded into two of the towns ambulancesstrapped tightly to gurneys, in case the wood still buried in their hearts to keep them temporarily dead didnt work. Claire identified the slack faces as they were rolled by: Oliver, once town Founder Amelies second-in-command, now disgraced and in exile. Jesse, the vamp who Claire knew the least well, a beautiful woman who looked ridiculously young and fragile now, robbed (temporarily, hopefully) of her vampire life. Then Myrnin, Claires bipolar vampire boss and friend, his dark hair an untamed mess around his still, white face.

Finally, and most horribly, Michael Glass, Claires friend and the love of Eves life. His skin had turned the color of pure white marble, and his blue eyes were open and dull. He looked deadest of them all.

Its fine, Claire whispered, making sure to keep Eves face turned away as Michaels body was rolled past. Vampires can shake this off. Its no problem for them as long as the arrows come out soon; theyre not leaving them in the sun or anything. Just breathe, okay? Breathe. It wasnt so much what she was saying as the fact that her voice was steady and calm, a lifeline in a tossing ocean of chaos.

Eve took a deep breath, and her sobbing slowed and hitched to a stop. She sat back as the ambulance doors slammed shut and one after the other the big vehicles pulled away onto the two-lane blacktop heading toward downtown Morganvilleif Morganville had anything that could be described as a downtown. She wiped her eyes on the back of her hand, smearing what little eye makeup she had left. The glitter of her ruby wedding ring caught the light, and for a moment Claires wall of numbness shuddered and threatened to collapse to reveal the pain and fear shed hidden behind it. Did you see Michael? Eve asked. She caught her breath on another sob, and her reddened eyes held Claires. Did he look okay?

Claire couldnt say that, because the sight of his icy skin and blank eyes had thoroughly unnerved her. Hell be fine. You know hes tougher than this, she said. Which was a totally true thing, and beyond any argument.

I knowGod, why did this happen? What do they want from us?

Eve said it as a rhetorical wail, but it was the question that churned in Claires mind over and over. Why? Theyd been heading back to Morganville to warn Amelie about several things, not the least of which was the deadly growth of an anti-vampire organization called the Daylight Foundationand the fact that one of Amelies most trusted agents, Dr. Irene Anderson (once of Morganville), had joined the other side.

But theyd been met by the local police instead of Amelies people, and things had gone downhill from there. The cops had first separated out the humansClaire, Eve, and Claires boyfriend, Shane, plus the prisoner, Dr. Anderson. Then, without any warning, theyd taken down their vampire friends, who had just been wheeled into the ambulances and driven off to fates unknown.

Claire twisted in the seat to look into the car behind them. The cops hadnt had an easy time getting Shane into the other cruiser; theyd ended up handcuffing him and threatening a Tasering. He sat stiffly in the backseat, staring holes into the distance as if it were in for a beating. Next to him, Dr. Anderson slumped against the window as though she didnt care whose prisoner she was anymore.

Claire knew why theyd separated her from Shane, and she knew that Eve needed her right now, but she wanted desperately to be with him and to ask all the questions burning in her mind. Why would Hannah Moses do this? After all, Police Chief Moses was their ally, their good and trusted friend. But shed shown no hesitation, no remorse. The only way to interpret what had just happened was that Hannah had freely and willingly joined the Daylight Foundation.

Nothing was making any sense, and Claire needed it to make sense so badly. Humans have taken control of Morganville, Hannah had told her, as their friendstheir mutual friendslay still on the ground. Vampires are being quarantined for their own protection.

It couldnt be true. It just . . . couldnt. And yet it so obviously was.

Where are they taking him? Eve was staring after the flashing lights of the departing ambulances. She said something about quarantine. What does that mean? Do you think theyre taking them to the hospital? Do they think they have some kind of disease?

I dont know, Claire said. She felt helpless, and she knew if she let herself feel anything, shed be just as angry as Shane looked sitting in that other cruiser. He seemed ready to chew through the steel mesh. But if she got angry, she would also have to let in everything else, all the other emotions that bubbled and threatened inside her. And if she did that, she would collapse, like Eve was doing.

Better not to feel anything right now. Better to stay strong.

The drivers-side door opened, and Hannah Moses got behind the wheel of the police car. She settled in and buckled her safety belt in one smooth motion. A deputy got in on the other sidenew, Claire thought. Someone she didnt know.