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1、This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the authors Imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.The Penguin Putnam Inc. World Wid
2、e Web site address is http:/Ace books by Charlaine HarrisDEAD UNTIL DARKLIVING DEAD IN DALLASCLUB DEADDEAD TO THE WORLDDEAD AS A DOORNAILBerkley Prime Crime books by Charlaine HarrisSHAKESPEARES TROLLOPSHAKESPEARES COUNSELORThis book is dedicated to a wonderful woman I dont get to see often enough.
3、Janet Hutchings (then an editor at Walker, now editor ofEllery Queen Mystery Magazine ) was brave enough to take me on many years ago after Id taken a long sabbatical from writing. God bless her.ACKNOWLEDGMENTSI didnt thank Patrick Schulz for loaning me his Benelli for the last booksorry, Son. My fr
4、iend Toni L. P. Kelner, who pointed out some problems in the first half of the book, is due a big hats-off. My friend Paula Woldan gave me moral support and some information on pirates, and was willing to endure me on Talk Like a Pirate Day. Her daughter Jennifer saved my life by helping me prepare
5、the manuscript. Shay, a Faithful Reader, had the great idea for the calendar. And in thanking the Woldan family, I have to include Jay, a volunteer firefighter for many years, who shared his knowledge and expertise with me.1Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http:/ MYbrother would turn into a pan
6、ther before he did. As I drove to the remote crossroads community of Hotshot, my brother watched the sunset in silence. Jason was dressed in old clothes, and he had a plastic Wal-Mart bag containing a few things he might needtoothbrush, clean underwear. He hunched inside his bulky camo jacket, looki
7、ng straight ahead. His face was tense with the need to control his fear and his excitement.“You got your cell phone in your pocket?” I asked, knowing Id already asked him as soon as the words left my mouth. But Jason just nodded instead of snapping at me. It was still afternoon, but at the end of Ja
8、nuary the dark comes early.Tonight would be the first full moon of the New Year.When I stopped the car, Jason turned to look at me, and even in the dim light I saw the change in his eyes. They werent blue like mine anymore. They were yellowish. The shape of them had changed.“My face feels funny,” he
9、 said. But he still hadnt put two and two together.Tiny Hotshot was silent and still in the waning light. A cold wind was blowing across the bare fields, and the pines and oaks were shivering in the gusts of frigid air. Only one man was visible. He was standing outside one of the little houses, the
10、one that was freshly painted. This mans eyes were closed, and his bearded face was raised to the darkening sky. Calvin Norris waited until Jason was climbing out the passengers door of my old Nova before he walked over and bent to my window. I rolled it down.His golden-green eyes were as startling a
11、s Id remembered, and the rest of him was just as unremarkable. Stocky, graying, sturdy, he looked like a hundred other men Id seen in Merlottes Bar, except for those eyes.“Ill take good care of him,” Calvin Norris said. Behind him, Jason stood with his back to me. The air around my brother had a pec
12、uliar quality; it seemed to be vibrating.None of this was Calvin Norriss fault. He hadnt been the one whod bitten my brother and changed him forever.Calvin, a werepanther, had been born what he was; it was his nature. I made myself say, “Thank you.”“Ill bring him home in the morning.”“To my house, p
13、lease. His truck is at my place.”“All right, then. Have a good night.” He raised his face to the wind again, and I felt the whole community was waiting, behind their windows and doors, for me to leave.So I did.Jason knocked on my door at seven the next morning. He still had his little Wal-Mart bag,
14、but he hadnt used anything in it. His face was bruised, and his hands were covered with scratches. He didnt say a word. He just stared at me when I asked him how he was, and walked past me through the living room and down the hall. He closed the door to the hall bathroom with a decisive click. I hea
15、rd the water running after a second, and I heaved a weary sigh all to myself. Though Id gone to work and come home tired at about two a.m., I hadnt gotten much sleep.Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http:/ the time Jason emerged, Id fixed him some bacon and eggs. He sat down at the old kitchen
16、table with an air of pleasure: a man doing a familiar and pleasant thing. But after a second of staring down at the plate, he leaped to his feet and ran back into the bathroom, kicking the door shut behind him. I listened to him throw up, over and over.I stood outside the door helplessly, knowing he wouldnt want me to come in. After a moment, I went back to the kitchen to dump
