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Nick fumbled for something to say. “I like calling it a lair,” Nick said. “It felt more like a lair to me. Lair’s are always where the villain lives.”
Brett didn’t engage. “I needed help. I needed to know how to... deal with everything.”
“Like what?”
“It doesn’t matter. Not now. One of them helped me, but when I was leaving, I saw humans.”
Henry sighed. “It’s not right, but the vampires follow strict rules set into place by the witch council. It’s part of the peace treaty. They can feed on humans, provided there are no lasting effects, and obviously, they can’t kill anyone.”
Nick frowned. “I know those are the rules, but do they really follow them?”
“The witches are vigilant.”
“If you say so.”
Brett let out a short growl, and they both went silent.
“Sorry,” Brett muttered. “Just frustrated.”
“That’s okay,” Nick said. “Why?”
“They weren’t feeding.”
“The vampires?”
He nodded. “The humans weren’t food. I recognised them.”
“Who were they?”
“I don’t know their names,” Brett said. “I can’t remember. It was a while back.”
“This isn’t helpful,” Nick said.
Brett looked at him. “You know them.”
“Me?” Nick said. “How do I know them?”
Brett frowned, obviously struggling to find the words to explain, and Nick wondered if this was a side-effect of not drinking human blood. He didn’t seem like himself right now.
“From college,” Brett said. “They were at that thing a few months ago - a housewarming party, I think. Two girls. A blonde and a brunette.”
Nick cast his mind back, trying to remember.
It hit him suddenly, and his stomach dropped. “Oh no.”
“Who are they?” Henry asked.
“Cara’s roommates,” he said. “They took Quinn and Julia.”
***
Chapter 43 - Cara
Cara was sitting at the kitchen table, working on an assignment. With everything going on recently, she was behind on almost all her deadlines.
The house was unusually quiet. Quinn and Julia were out, probably at college. Cara usually preferred having people in the house, but right now, she was glad for a break from distractions. She buried herself in work for a few hours, but of course, her peace couldn’t last for very long without being interrupted.
Her phone buzzed. It was on the counter across the room - a deliberate choice so she couldn’t be tempted to abandon her laptop and her work - and she sighed, standing up to cross the room.
