Chapter 196

London was a morgue. The frost had descended and had left nothing unscathed. Roads and pathways sparkled with a crisp white coverlet of ice. The streets we'd travelled had been graveyard-quiet and although we were in a part of town where I didn't exactly expect to see much in the way of life, winter's touch had rendered the city as still and as cold as the dead. Not quite dead, however, was the man currently pinned beneath me and I was becoming increasingly irritated by his struggles and refusal to give up. Still, I couldn't really blame him. Even though he was nothing but a low-level scumbag pimp who liked to try out all his girls on a regular basis, whether they wanted him to or not, he'd clearly been enjoying life before he'd stumbled across three vampires who'd decided that it was time for that life to come to an end. Skinny, with a rat-like face and very little in the way of visible muscle-tone, I never expected much of a fight to be honest, but sometimes it's the ones you least e