He taps his thumb which I notice is sheathed in a black leather glove on his thigh, another layer of weird on this sinister freak given they don’t feel cold, so why the gloves? He sits still, as though pondering something then nods.

“You’re right. It’s the quickest way. And I need certainty, not possible. Varro requires confirmation as soon as I can.”

I jump as my door is opened again without warning, and I realize that much like wolves, the vampires can link psychically. Although we haven’t seen much of it back home, and he probably told whoever it was to get in here.

I instinctively slide towards Leyanne,...