Since Don is in no condition to use or appreciate a vehicle, I may as well have some wheels of my own.
It's good for both me and the team. My skills and speed are hard for any other team to match when they only have mortal players.
It's not too hard to get Angel to visit. He lives across the street. It only takes him a moment to walk over.
"I think I could arrange some time this evening?"
"I'd really rather not at this time in the day."
"The mayor insists? Well, I guess I could go over for a short time."
I hung up and sighed. The mayor wants some sort of ceremony and he insists on now. So I grabbed a shower, got dressed and walked out of the door.
I'm not sure if I should be flattered or worried that the highest ranking cop has been seconded to watch over me. If it were night, I would never worry. During the daylight, I have no special powers of persuasion, speed or strength.
"That's Mr Dean to you, vampire."
That's not a promising start. "Surely Mr Dean, there's been a dreadful error. If you could just let me..."
"I know what you want. It's worth my job and my pension to let you out of this cage without proper authority."
"And proper authority would be?"
"The orders were signed by the mayor. He must countermand them."
I tried for awhile but Dean pretended I no longer existed. He didn't react to anything I said.
"Mistake, Mr Grant?"
"The police feel that I need to be held here. But I've done nothing wrong."
"Nothing wrong, Mr Grant? You consider the death of Don Lothario nothing?"
"We have proof that you were in the graveyard in the company of Don Lothario the other night. We have proof that you bit him. There was a photographer there, he was interested in seeing if he could capture ghosts on film. He caught you and Don on film instead."
Damn, was that who I smelled?
Grisby continued, "Many of our fine citizens have been complaining of vampires in their midst. They know they're being hunted. They don't like it."
"But I take only from the willing."
"That might have been true once, but you crossed a line. You are a danger to the community at large."
"I could leave town."
"It would be irresponsible of me to allow you to terrorise another community. This ends here." With that, the mayor walked away. I watched my hopes of survival go away with him.
People wandered by the cage all day. Most acted like there was an obstacle to avoid, sparing no glance in my direction.
A few came by to jeer, including members of the opposing team.
When I woke, I felt very weak. One of the smallest toddlers from the toddler coaching class could have easily bested me in a fight.
My skin was extra crispy and my thirst was starting to build.
I played for hours.
I had been very badly damaged by sunlight during the day in the cage. I could feel myself recovering slowly from the sun, however I still didn't feel like my vampire self.
Thirst was beginning to truly plague me. And it is building fast. Much faster than usual.
"Yes, I would be very interested in life insurance. Could you get me signed up in say, ten minutes?"
"In that case, I don't think there's time. Goodbye."
It's time to set this note to the side for Ripley. Thirst is beginning to drive me insane. If I cannot drink soon, I die.