“Could be vampires, I suppose.”
That one did something.
Tiny, but there.
Blond’s body went still for half a second before he caught himself. Beard was better at this and gave me absolutely nothing.
Interesting.
“The woman from the bar, maybe? Tall, pale, looked like she enjoyed making people uncomfortable. She seemed fun.”
No answer.
Fine.
“Or maybe this has nothing to do with Frederic at all.”
Beard kept his eyes on mine, so I let the idea sit there for a second.
“Maybe it’s me.”
That sounded stranger once it was out of my mouth, mostly because it was completely possible.
My biological parents had left behind enough wreckage to populate a small country.
Jasper McGinley had murdered people.
Chloe had been completely f*****g insane.
How many enemies did two people like that c
