Hamish couldn’t remember the last time he’d been at an airport, other than the one in DC where he’d boarded this plane a few hours ago. Airports were crowded and messy, and he could see no reason to ever leave his hometown anyway, unless of course, one wanted a fresh start, to go off in peace and form a Vampire army without anyone being the wiser.

He patiently waited his turn to step down the aisle, his carry-on bag in his hand. It was all he’d brought with him. A few changes of clothes, some toiletries, and all of the cash he had on hand, which was a considerable amount....