MAX became a hot topic once more in the coven the next day, and not for the reasons that he would like. The officers went and asked the old vampires around their territory about the serial killings. No one suits their suspect. Well, one did. And that's why Max faced the accusing gazes from the elders as they questioned him.

"Your grace, where were you on the day of Friday the fifteenth, December?"

Max sighed. "In the office. The surveillance cameras on the hallways can prove that."

A knowing smile went past the questioning elder. He gently said, "The footages for that specific day were erased from the databases. How...