By Charlaine Harris, Johanna Parker, Orion Publishing Group Ltd
Sookie Stackhouse is a cocktail waitress in Bon Temps, Louisiana. Now the vampires and the shapeshifters are 'out', you would imagine the supernaturals could get on with one another. yet not anything is that straightforward in Bon Temps!
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Yeah, I’m figuring that out,” he said, his eyes squeezing shut. ” The sheriff must have been in bed, because he had a thrown-together look and was minus his hat, a reliable part of his wardrobe. Sheriff Dearborn was probably in his late fifties by now, and he showed every minute of it. He’d always looked like a Pekinese. Now he looked like a gray one. He spent a few minutes going around the bar, watching where his feet went, almost sniffing the disarray. Finally he was satisfied and came up to stand in front of me.
And Eric launched himself across the table, hands extended toward Pam’s throat. The next second the two were rolling on the floor in a serious attempt to damage each other. I didn’t know if Pam could actually initiate the moves to hurt Eric, since she was his child, but she was defending herself vigorously; there’s a fine line there. I couldn’t scramble down from the stool fast enough to escape some collateral damage. It seemed inevitable that they would slam into the stool, and of course they did in a second.
Hello, ma’am,” he said to me, taking a step forward. His nose twitched. ” “It was the fire,” I explained. “You can tell me about it in a moment,” she said, her pale eyebrows shooting up. “Sookie, this man is Immanuel Earnest,” she said. “He cuts hair at Death by Fashion in Shreveport. ” That was a lot of information in three sentences. I scrambled to absorb it. Eric was eyeing Immanuel’s coiffure with fascinated disgust. ” he said to Pam. His lips were pressed together in a very tight line. I could feel his skepticism pulsing along the line that bound us.