Chapter Eight: Williams Sets His Plan in MotionThe world spun around Sheriff Clayton Harris for a few breaths. He wasn't sure which way was up or down—most probably this is what astronauts-in-training feel like during free fall, he thought wildly—while two claw-like hands dragged him back and down.
He suddenly gained a notion of which way was up when his back hit a vast object, although it took him longer to realize that this thing was the mahogany floor of the manor. He met the parquet with a loud oomph! that knocked most of his breath from him.
Meanwhile, the two claws didn't lose their hold on his shoulders. He heard Williams clearly shout his name from a faraway place. Clay looked up, in the direction of his assailant. He nearly yelled as he saw a vampire face hanging over his head,
