“Christian Henry, as I live and breathe. What the hell could you possibly want from me?”

Eliza was sitting in a conference room along with several other members of her team, going over a strategy to locate the blonde Vampire from the other night and see if they could bring her down. Mila continued to talk about tactics, and Eliza pretended to listen, but curiosity had the better of her, so when her old pal who’d ended up getting her in a hell of a lot of trouble, popped up on her IAC, she had to find out what he could possibly want.

“Well, if it isn’t the Rambo of...