Peace Talks by Jim Butcher EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Author: Jim Butcher
- Genre: Paranormal & Urban Fantasy
- Publish Date: April 27, 2021
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My brother ruined a perfectly good run by saying, “Justine is pregnant.”
That kicked me completely out of my mental zone, and suddenly I became
aware of the burning in my legs, my heavy breathing. I dropped out of gear
and gradually slowed down until I was walking. In the blue light of July
predawn, Montrose Beach was deserted. It wasn’t hot yet. That’s why I was
up at oh-God-thirty.
Thomas slowed down, too, until we were walking side by side. His dark
hair was pulled back into a ponytail. Like me, he wore an old T-shirt,
sweatpants, and sneakers. He was one of those men who were so goodlooking that it made people check around to see if they were being pranked.
He was also a vampire.
“Let me get this right. You pick me up this morning,” I said. “We came all
the way down here. We did six miles in the sand and neither of us said a
word. The whole city is still and quiet. We’ve barely seen a moving car.”
“Yeah?” Thomas asked.
I scowled. “So why’d you have to go and ruin it?”
His mouth twitched at the corner. “Sorry to spoil your man time, there,
“Nnngh,” I said. We had reached the end of our last lap and were almost
back to the cars anyway. I stopped and turned toward the lake and breathed.
The weighted vest I was wearing pinched at something on my shoulder,
restricting its movement, and I rolled it irritably.
Far out over the lake, the blue had begun to lighten. Sunrise would be
“You sure?” I asked.
“Very,” he said.
I glanced aside at him. The ideal symmetry of his face was stretched tight
with tension. His eyes, which were sometimes blue, usually grey, were tinting
toward reflective silver. I knew the look. He was Hungry.
“How did that happen?” I asked him.
He looked aside at me without turning his head and lifted his eyebrows.
“Did no one ever have this talk with you?”
I scowled. “I mean, weren’t you careful?”
“Yes,” Thomas said. “And my kind are all but infertile to boot. Happened
“What happens now?”
“The usual, mostly. Except that the baby’s Hunger will draw life energy
from Justine. She’s going to be fed upon continuously for the next seven and
a half months.”
I studied him. “Is that dangerous?”
He swallowed. “According to the family records, just over fifty percent
either don’t survive the delivery or die shortly after.”
“Hell’s bells,” I said. I kept staring out at the water. Blue had given way to
lighter blue and then to the first wash of gold. Chicago was starting to wake
up around us. The burble of noise from the freeways had begun to escalate by
slow degrees. Birds in the sanctuary at the end of the beach were beginning to
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