“Reload—(ing),” Private Willis said before being silenced.
The vampire moved like a blur and tore out a chunk of the Private’s neck. Before anyone else could react he had latched on to feed from the blood spurts.
The man was already dead, everyone knew that but their morality led to hesitation. Murphy clenched his jaw and pumped back his weapon twice while holding down the trigger.
Four… Five…
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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