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Not him.
Never him.
Not ever again.
On Saturday, the place had been alive with hundreds of people and light strobing out from the windows. Now it lay quiet, closed, as if it were nothing more than a forgotten building that had lost its purpose.
Of course the club wasn’t meant to be a place of attraction in daylight. What was moody and enticing at night with tons of people, noise, music, and lights, was ugly and almost abandoned during the day.
But there was more to it than just that.
She’d worked all sorts of venues, all over Sydney, and one thing she’d learned was even industrial areas had life, and places that breathed at night still had a hum during the day.
And even in the most abandoned places, a city was never empty; no one was ever really alone.
Except for her. Now.
Not even a pedestrian strolled by.
The place was shuttered, hibernating.
There were other warehouses, too. Yet they were quiet, gravestones of steel and concrete.
There weren’t even any cars on the road, and these were wide and offered an easy passage from one part of Sydney to others.
Maybe not the trendiest, or the richest parts, but people still needed to get from A to B, C, or even Z.
So where were they?
Were people purposely avoiding this place, even during the day?
The more she thought about it, the more unsettled her stomach became, like a greasy wave rolling through her.
Tamaska looked about.
Why wasn’t anyone there? Where were the people who ran the nightclub? It would be getting dark in a few hours. Shouldn’t they have been up by then, after resting for most of the day? If the nightclub was indeed the place wherethose peoplegathered.
She refused to think of them as vampires. That was too bizarre. To think that such fantasy creatures were even real, made a growing headache throb in her temples.
Even though she knew now that they did.
A cool breeze prickled the exposed skin on her arms beneath her short-sleeved activewear top. She wrapped her arms around her body, half expecting someone to come around from the back and question why she was standing there.
No one did.
That was the other thing which didn’t sit well.
Not even a worker was around, and she guessed they’d have humans. They’d have to.
Deliveries, calls, setting up, all sorts of things went into running a place before opening.
From cleaning crews to security to staff. These worlds buzzed with life hours before the doors opened. It was part of the cycle applied to all businesses like this. Even shops had to be cleaned and readied for the day.
This would be no different.
So where was everyone?
Already at work?
