The Vampire and the Case of the Baleful Banshee (PORTLOCK PARANORMAL DETECTIVE #3) by Heather G. Harris EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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I woke when the world tilted sideways. The whole house was shaking and
shuddering – and so was my undead heart.
‘We’re under attack!’ I shouted in panic to my pets. Fluffy gave a low
whine, though he didn’t seem to be joining me on Team Freak-the-FuckOut. Shadow let out a yowl and disappeared under the bed. The bed! That
seemed like a good option, actually.
And that’s when my brain connected the dots…
I suddenly realised that I wasn’t so much under attack, rather I was going
through my first earthquake. Alaska is on an active tectonic plate boundary.
I’d read about it – but it was a whole different thing to experience it.
‘Doorways!’ I barked to my dog. ‘We’re supposed to stand in doorways!’
You didn’t need to tell Fluffy twice – he is the very best boy. In seconds,
the two of us were braced against the wooden beams, waiting for this fresh
hell to stop. Shadow stayed under the bed, and who could blame him? The
earth was supposed to gently revolve, not shake me like a magic eight-ball
that’s providing a dissatisfying answer.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, the tremors stopped. I was being
overdramatic – the whole thing didn’t last long – but it was my first
freaking earthquake and it seemed like a big deal to me.
I bit my lip. I should probably verify that it was an earthquake and not
some pissed-off witches casting spells at my house.
The metal shutters around my home were closed, but my watch told me it
was late afternoon so I called Sidnee. She’d be up and she’d know what the
heck was going on.
‘Sidnee,’ I said breathlessly when she answered, ‘was that an actual
earthquake?’ I sounded a teensy bit excited; now that it had stopped, I could
get behind a new experience. It wasn’t something that was going to happen
often. Was it?
‘Yup,’ she agreed cheerfully. ‘A good-sized one too. A 5.5.’
‘That’s the Richter scale, right?’
‘That’s the one, although now we say magnitude scale,’ she chirped.
‘I wonder what happened to Richter to make him so interested in
categorising earthquakes,’ I mused aloud.
‘Maybe he got dropped on his head as a baby.’ Sidnee’s tone suggested
that was the only way someone could possibly find such things interesting.
‘During an earthquake?’ I joked, making her snigger.
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