He paused as he pulled Luke's
upper lip back. “Hold the phone."
I took a step closer.
"This Vampire has no venom glands,” Yaz said as he stared into its mouth. “At least none that I can see.” He ran his finger over one of Luke's fangs. “Yeah, this one couldn't make Vampire venom. All Vampire fangs have hollow centers and tiny holes in the tips to inject their neurotoxin.” He tapped Luke's fang. “This one's solid as a rock.” He paused and looked at the mystery before him. “This one definitely isn't a stock model."
"I need to know how this was done to him, Yaz.” I stepped back from the body. The smell was becoming overpowering.
Yaz nodded. “I would like to know the same thing. This is damned strange.” He looked from the body back to me. “Give me until tomorrow night. That should give me enough time to complete the autopsy and toxicology screen."
"Thanks, Doctor,” I said with a nod.
Turning away from the body, I started pushing Toby toward the doors. Once outside, I waved my hand before my nose to bring in clean air.
"Boy,” Toby said with a sniff of his shirt, “that stuff really stays with you." I could smell the odor on Toby as well. It was faint, but it was there. “You stink." "You're no spring daisy either,” Toby shot back. "And I thought,” Karl said, bursting through the double doors with his fingers pinching his nose shut, “they smelled bad on the outside."
I caught myself smirking at the Goblin's Han Solo reference. I laughed to myself at the thought of the little Goblin watchingStar Wars . Dammit, I was starting to like him. Toby cocked his head slightly trying to decipher what exactly I was laughing at. Seeming to let it go, he returned his attention to the mystery at hand. “What now, Rosy?" "I want you and the little green thing to find out everything you can about that fake company that was paying off Vlad, Cantrix Unlimited,” I instructed. “That seems to be our only lead." "Little green thing?” Karl fumed. “That the best you got, suckhead? My grandmamma can sling better insults than that. And she'sdead! " Toby laughed and returned his attention to me. “What are you going to do, Rosy?" "I want to visit the other nests that were wiped out,” I answered. “Maybe I can find answers there." "What about Overseer Sumner?” Toby asked. “Are we going follow up on the Ifrit's tip?" I sighed. “I don't know what to do with that yet. We can't simply walk into Sumner's office and ask him if he's part of some kind of conspiracy. We need more information first."
I took a step closer.
"This Vampire has no venom glands,” Yaz said as he stared into its mouth. “At least none that I can see.” He ran his finger over one of Luke's fangs. “Yeah, this one couldn't make Vampire venom. All Vampire fangs have hollow centers and tiny holes in the tips to inject their neurotoxin.” He tapped Luke's fang. “This one's solid as a rock.” He paused and looked at the mystery before him. “This one definitely isn't a stock model."
"I need to know how this was done to him, Yaz.” I stepped back from the body. The smell was becoming overpowering.
Yaz nodded. “I would like to know the same thing. This is damned strange.” He looked from the body back to me. “Give me until tomorrow night. That should give me enough time to complete the autopsy and toxicology screen."
"Thanks, Doctor,” I said with a nod.
Turning away from the body, I started pushing Toby toward the doors. Once outside, I waved my hand before my nose to bring in clean air.
"Boy,” Toby said with a sniff of his shirt, “that stuff really stays with you." I could smell the odor on Toby as well. It was faint, but it was there. “You stink." "You're no spring daisy either,” Toby shot back. "And I thought,” Karl said, bursting through the double doors with his fingers pinching his nose shut, “they smelled bad on the outside."
I caught myself smirking at the Goblin's Han Solo reference. I laughed to myself at the thought of the little Goblin watchingStar Wars . Dammit, I was starting to like him. Toby cocked his head slightly trying to decipher what exactly I was laughing at. Seeming to let it go, he returned his attention to the mystery at hand. “What now, Rosy?" "I want you and the little green thing to find out everything you can about that fake company that was paying off Vlad, Cantrix Unlimited,” I instructed. “That seems to be our only lead." "Little green thing?” Karl fumed. “That the best you got, suckhead? My grandmamma can sling better insults than that. And she'sdead! " Toby laughed and returned his attention to me. “What are you going to do, Rosy?" "I want to visit the other nests that were wiped out,” I answered. “Maybe I can find answers there." "What about Overseer Sumner?” Toby asked. “Are we going follow up on the Ifrit's tip?" I sighed. “I don't know what to do with that yet. We can't simply walk into Sumner's office and ask him if he's part of some kind of conspiracy. We need more information first."