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Unfortunately, my access to all things on the Dark Web had led me to a site where humans were kidnapping kids. I’d been horrified to learn there were real monsters in New Orleans doing terrible, sinister things, and I was tracking them closely. So close that I had got a drop on where two of them would be a couple of nights ago and had followed them. The text from one of my burner phones to the Nighthawks’ and the FBI’s snitch lines had been sent easily enough. The phone and its guts were then completely destroyed by fire before I threw it into the Mississippi.
My other burner rang with an unknown number, and I answered it. “Rocky.”
“I got a job you might be interested in. Meet me at Zombies in half an hour,” the male voice said.
“Who is this?” I asked.
I was met with silence as the call ended. Well, this better be worth my time. I had no idea who this stranger was. He hadn’t even given me a description of himself.
My apartment in the Quarter overlooked Chatares Street, so I closed and locked my door, made my way down the stairs, and headed out on foot to Zombies, only a four-block walk. Pulling the hood of my sweatshirt tighter over my head, I walked quickly with my head down to the popular nightclub. I went straight up to the bar and ordered a beer, waiting for this stranger to arrive.
I didn’t have to wait long. Not five minutes later a man walked up to me and asked if I was Rocky… my alias.
“Yes,” I replied eyeing the strange, small vampire curiously. He wore a black trench coat, and his bald head was covered by a black ball cap.
He licked his lips and looked around. “I got a job for you.”
I raised my brow, the bottle to my lips. “What kind of job?”
His gaze darted around the club again. “I need you to hack into something.”
“You need to learn how to be more conspicuous, man. Looking around the club like this makes you seem suspect. Act normal.”
His brown eyes went wide. “Okay.”
“What’s your name?” I asked the stranger, who was now inside my space.
“Joe,” he replied. “Hey, what happened to your face?”
I ignored his question as I caught the attention of Theo and summoned him over.
“What can I do for you, Rocky?” Theo asked.
“Fifteen minutes in your office?” I asked.
He nodded. “Of course.”
We followed him to the back office of the club, and I handed him a fifty-dollar bill before he closed the door behind him.
“Sit,” I told Joe as I booted up Theo’s computer. “What can I do for you?”
“I need you to hack into the DMV and get me an address,” he replied, still looking nervous.
“For what purpose?” I asked.
Joe cleared his throat. “Just need it is all.”
“Are you a stalker, Joe?” I asked, crossing my arms against my hoodie.
He gasped. “No. I swear. I just need to know her address for… personal reasons.”
“Who is this person?” I’d do just about anything for money, but I didn’t assist sexual deviants or murderers.
He hesitated.
I pointed at my wrist where there was no watch. “Tick-tock, Joey.”
Licking his lips, he finally replied, “I know you won’t believe me, but she’s my daughter. I was turned when she was just a baby and I had to leave her and her mom. I just wanna make sure she’s okay. Watch over her. Ya know? With the rising crime here in the city… I worry.”
