“What I’m trying to say is, they could be a family of vampires…” Mrs. Flynn poked her husband’s chest and suddenly got an awkward reply from no where.

“You’re not wrong,” the deep reply made Salvatore jerk in fright.

“You’re not wrong,”

“What?!” Salvatore’s wife jumped in fright at the mysterious, then David Walters made his entry, his eyes gleaming red.

“Why are you here at this hour?” Salvatore said, his voice shaking in fright which made David chuckle. This old man was afraid of just his sight.

“Oh please Salvatore. It’s not entirely dusk, I can come to my business partner’s abode, right?” he replied and strode towards a...